Stories

A Letter To Be Better.

Hi there, it’s been a while. About four months, actually. So much in that time has affected my emotional balance. I find it compelling how we can realize that we aren’t exemplifying our most ideal versions of ourselves until we take a step back and look at our emotions. These past couple of months have…

I Think, Therefore I Can.

When our universe began, it didn’t just appear through some kind of advantageous happenstance. There wasn’t some large explosion that unpacked our space systems either. Our universe began as a very hot, dense, single point in space. There were no stars, no planets, no form, and no structure. The forthcoming potential of it was still…

You Have The Most Fun At 21.

The other day my mom was looking through old photographs that we had boxed away. She found one of me at twenty one. I was with my sister and my cousins at the Empire State Building in New York, We’d gone to the city to celebrate my 21st birthday. It was such a wonderful adventure.…

Growing Pains.

Which do you want? The pain of staying where you are, or the pain of growth? – Judith Hanson Lasater Growing up is really hard. I remember when I was in my early teens and wanted so badly to be an adult. I couldn’t wait for the day I turned eighteen. I lived such a…

You’re Just Too Comfortable In Chains

Here’s a sad story: I’ve always had a penchant for tender-footing around valuable decisions that move me towards living my best life. I’ll see what I want in front of me, but with my deranged methodology of being a little punk, I’ll find someway to chicken out of doing what I need to get what…

An Inner Revolution.

Have you ever heard of the January Blues? At some point in the early part of the year it feels as if there’s an all-consuming lull in positivity. The joyous and exuberant feelings that were celebrated with ardor throughout the holiday season – they become wisps of reality that we’re barely able to hold on…

I’m Throwing a Me Party for the Rest of My Life.

By: ajournalofstories January 25, 2018April 1, 2018

Musingsphoto blogging, self care, self help, self love, selfish, selfishness, selfless, selflessness36 Comments

Something I’ve always found interesting is the way that people treat the word selfish. It’s treated as if it’s a curse word, or taboo. If you look up the definition of it, the word selfish is defined as being devoted or caring only for oneself and being concerned primarily with one’s own interests. At times…

If I Leave All My Sorrow, I Don’t Know Who To Be.

By: ajournalofstories January 8, 2018April 1, 2018

Musingsanxiety, blogging, depression, growing up, growth, life, lifestyle, mental health, mental illness, photo blogging, photography, women, writing27 Comments

Earlier this week I was having a conversation with one of my best friends Helene about mental health and how far I’ve come with mine. At sixteen years old I began to feel a subconscious awareness that the excessive uneasiness I felt about a considerable amount of things was abnormal. When you feel these things at…

A Letter To An Overthinker, From an Overthinker.

By: ajournalofstories January 1, 2018April 1, 2018

Musings2018, brave, life, lifestyle, millenial, new year, resolutions, risks, women19 Comments

As 2017 comes to a close, I can’t help but look back on what this year has been like for me. To put it simply, it’s been an adventure. I began 2017 with all my energy focused on getting to the next chapter of my life. I set up a plan that I put my…

In Me, Nothing Is Extinguished

By: ajournalofstories February 22, 2017January 8, 2018

Musingslife, lifestyle, new beginnings, new year, self care, self help, self love21 Comments

Every year I end on a high from the notions of what the next year has in store for me. I enter into the new year with enthusiastic strides, propelled by an ambition to seek out opportunities that guide me towards being a better person.

Stories

A Letter To Be Better.

I Think, Therefore I Can.

You Have The Most Fun At 21.

Growing Pains.

You’re Just Too Comfortable In Chains

An Inner Revolution.

Goals Are The Mortals Bred From The Gods Of Dreams

Indecisiveness Is The New Black, Especially In Your 20’s.

A Letter To Be Better.

I Think, Therefore I Can.

You Have The Most Fun At 21.

Growing Pains.

You’re Just Too Comfortable In Chains

An Inner Revolution.

I’m Throwing a Me Party for the Rest of My Life.

If I Leave All My Sorrow, I Don’t Know Who To Be.

A Letter To An Overthinker, From an Overthinker.

In Me, Nothing Is Extinguished