I thought it would be nice to start up again and share with you all about my first tattoo! I've wanted to get one since I was a teenager, but hadn't found the right art (or even idea) of what I would want on my body forever. I am always immensely interested in other people's… Continue reading My First Tattoo
Will not offer any explanation or further context unless asked. (which is how these go, right?) Created in June of 2018 on a sleepless night. x
Ever since I took the Myers-Briggs personality test when I was younger, I have been extremely interested in my personality type. From the Myers-Briggs, I branched off into taking other types of tests. These range from Buzzfeed quizzes (in my defense, it was for amusement to see how accurate it could be) to Enneagram (which… Continue reading What’s My Type?
For all of last week, I was visiting my grandparents back in SoCal. They live near the beach, which makes for wonderful weather, despite how frizzy it makes my hair. About an hour drive away from there is where I grew up from the beginning of middle school to the end of high school. I… Continue reading A Tint of Nostalgia
Taking a break from the intense! The other night I was on the phone with a friend. We both tend to tease each other, and it's all taken very lightly. However, as I was recounting my day, I mentioned that I tried to watch the film version of The Giver (my sister and I were… Continue reading You Haven’t Heard of This…???
Welcome to the final installment of my journey thus far. It's been awhile in coming, I know, but here it is. Around this time after graduating, my dad was beginning to interview for a job 600 miles away from where we were living. I began to prepare for my first quarter at a state college,… Continue reading life with my disorder (part 3)
Here we go, a continuation of the story of my disorder thus far. Thanks for being so patient. During my first hospitalization, I was put on a new mixture of medications. One of these medications made me very shaky and unsteady; I felt very weak. I ended up getting out of the hospital right before my 17th… Continue reading life with my disorder (part 2)