A Letter to My Younger Self

This time ten years ago, I left the bubble and comfort of my home, my friends, and my family to move about 1,000 miles north for college in Oregon. Because this is a sort of anniversary of sorts, I thought I would write a letter to that scared, barely eighteen-year-old who was about to embark on this overwhelming journey.Continue reading “A Letter to My Younger Self”

Pain is…

September is National Pain Awareness Month, something that I didn’t know existed, but I’m here for it. This is just a little stream of consciousness about my own struggles with pain.Continue reading “Pain is…”