closing the chapter

Barely eighteen years old, I was merely a child looking for a home. After four long days of bouncing and singing and phenomenal women with perfect hair – I found so much more than a home. When I opened my envelope to see the words, “It is my pleasure to inform you that you have beenRead more

confessions of a recovering perfectionist

Do you ever have those days where you question every single decision you’ve ever made in your life, right down to why on Earth you ever thought that that pink puffy winter jacket you had in second grade was ever okay? That was pretty much the entire year of 2014 for me. For so long I feltRead more