Journal
Bravely sharing personal experiences as a way of healing.
If you’re a woman you’ve likely been told at least once in your life, “that’s not very ladylike” or “you should act more like a lady”. Be it because you’ve been caught swigging straight from the wine bottle, your sailor’s mouth has run rampant, you didn’t smile politely enough, wore a skirt a little too short or you just simply chose not to conform to the dainty stereotypes of women that society projects on all of us.
I had never been to blatantly sexually assaulted until my 27th birthday and I didn’t know how to talk about it, so I’ll write about it.
This post has been a long time coming and it still stings a bit to write about because I still miss it so much. If you get along with your siblings and have the opportunity to do a road trip with them, DO IT!
I started prepping this blog before hand because I knew that I would want to share my thoughts on it. However, I've erased almost every word because today was so much more than I expected.
I don't want flowers, I don't need flowers, but I deserve those flowers. I have always had an incredible example of love to look up to my entire life. My parents still act like they fell in love yesterday.
Being a hard worker is in my blood. I constantly surprise people with my work ethic, mostly because I think some older generations assume that all millennials are selfish, lazy and entitled. Truth is, we ARE selfish but not in the way you may think.
Apologies as I have not posted in a while, life has been crazy and I have moved to this fancy new website! I don't usually do personal posts but I felt the urge to share recently. I feel like talking about the quality of life and how each individual has the choice of making the most out of life.
We were out at one of your friends again, like most Saturdays. The stale air was clouding the room, drunk young adults played mindless drinking games and pretended the world outside didn’t exist. And like most Saturdays, you drank a little too much.