2021 in Review

21 reassured me. I’m not there yet, but I’ll get there.

2022, I’m ready for you…. I think, Maybe? 

Messy Buns & Target Runs

Whenever people ask me what I miss most in life, it isn’t being able to walk without assistance or all the obnoxious pain I’m in– it’s always been “I wish I could do my own hair” or “I wish I could go to Target on my own.” Now that probably seems extremely minute & unimportantContinue reading “Messy Buns & Target Runs”

My Body Is Failing Me

  I can’t do the things I used to do. It’s definitely stressful (that’s an understatement) and it’s becoming easier and easier to become resentful of this fact. It’s a hard pill to swallow that at the prime age of 22, my body is failing me. I used to be able to walk across campusContinue reading “My Body Is Failing Me”