Does fear help us? You’re just saying that because you’re scared. We’re told to face our fears; they’re your enemy. If I do it out of fear, does it mean any less than if I did it out of, say, honesty: If you knew I say I love you every today because I’m afraid you won’t be here tomorrow, […]
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I don’t intend to turn my blog into a “singles blog” (even if it attracts the most readers). The truth is, I am so much more than my relationship status. So are you.I am a daughter, a sister, a godmother, an aunt, a friend;a woman. […]
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I was asked out by a stranger last week. The story: guy was at the bank, you look beautiful today, miss and proceeded to the ATM. When I left, he was still outside. […]
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I read my old writings today. Old: before I was told writing is communication, not expression (a notion I reject). I fell head over heels for writing because it told me stop thinking; just feel. There was such hope in each word I found. Now, my writing is different. Different: to be understood, not felt. The knowledge took away […]
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The only option for single women seems to be: Grab your twenties by the balls, play the dating “game,” and do you. Are those my options: jump into marriage or jump into short-term relationships? I don’t want a marriage-ready relationship tomorrow and I don’t want a casual one that’s going nowhere. But: there’s […]
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This project had bothered me for months. New phone, new laptop, couldn’t figure out how to (legally) (and freely) give my dad his own ringtone. Who knew iTunes did so much? (apparently ehow did) Two hours later, curses shouted, tears of frustration shed, the ringtone was on my phone. I tweeted and posted about it and […]
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Back then, I wanted to be a politician. Or, was open to it. Eyes rolled and you don’t really want to do that chided me. But I did. And I still would; it’s the person, not the role: The driver, not the car, the shooter, not the gun, the politician, not the job. Don’t […]
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I have this paralyzing fear of making a mistake. Doesn’t everyone? Yes, well sure. But right now we’re not talking about everyone, I’m talking about me. Maybe I’ll even end up talking about you. Life felt easier in college, you know? The biggest risk was staying up late talking to friend and oversleeping for […]
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Remember: there is beauty in chaos. You hate one word in the English language: ugly.It’s a degrading word that claims a thing can be devoid of beauty. And you absolutely reject that. Don’t forget that. In the midst of find-a-doorframe-to-stand-under panic, remember what you cling to when you are promised nothing: the people you run to; […]
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I don’t have anything exciting to say. Not every day is exciting. If it was, exciting wouldn’t exist. And every moment doesn’t have to be wonderful. Just a few moments, just a few days. Those moments, those days are that way because you made it there. You trudged through the hard days, the days when you didn’t […]
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