❤ YOUR CHILDREN. LOVE THAT. I’m writing one for my (other) children right now- memories of extraordinary moments they’ve gifted me with. But usually, writing is a cathartic tool for me. I literally process EVERY EVENT AND EMOTION IN MY LIFE that way. My whole life I’ve collected this stuff in notebooks and on thumb drives because really, what audience is there for my life but me?

Well, I guess if reading yours helps me feel connected to another human and helps to heal some part of me, maybe mine will do that for someone else. If not, it’s still done its job for me. If so, then I welcome the opportunity to be a source of identification, or connectedness, or comfort for another wounded soul.

Geez. Big ideas coming from someone fucking terrified to actually put it out there Lmao (but Lmao quietly in the corner. Shhhh!).

And in awe of your courage once again.

Rock on.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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