Hey everyone, I know it’s been a little bit since I posted on here. But I am very active over on TikTok and Instagram if you want to take a look over there! Self-promotion aside, I want to revisit a topic that I’ve touched on in previous posts, such as “Taking Control Can Be Messy”Continue reading “Doing What Feels Right and Radical Self Trust”
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The Intruder
You’d think it was strange,My calculated coolnessAs barbed wire snaked up my legs and thighs,I grinned as the steely stiletto dug in.Quiet rejoicing beneath the singular sting of needles!Because it felt like justice.But for who? Did I protest when it all got too loud?Did I struggle against that invisible titanAs he seized my throatAnd stoleContinue reading “The Intruder”
Fun Halloween Makeup Idea!
Tell me, do you know the difference between good and evil?
Let’s Do Some Grounding Together!
Okay, you caught me! While this may be a repost from my Tiktok, I wanted to share it here because I feel like a little grounding can always be helpful. Just know I love you all so much and thank you for all the support you’ve shown me thus far. I promise to have moreContinue reading “Let’s Do Some Grounding Together!”
Help Me Settle a Debate… (VIDEO)
I don’t know how to describe it. There is just something about being constantly told I should talk about my disability that makes me uncomfortable. I recognize, and am often reminded, that many people with cerebral palsy have difficulties communicating. I’m repeatedly told that I should use my ability to speak as an asset toContinue reading “Help Me Settle a Debate… (VIDEO)”
The Fighter
I mean this as a challenge. Because today I am ready to fight you. You who has kicked me, bludgeoned me, and torn me to shreds with a sigh of boredom as you do it. You may have pushed me to the ground, flattened me into the earth, until that familiar metallic taste flooded myContinue reading “The Fighter”
The Girl Lost in Diamonds
The warmth of your hand in mine,A crystalized moment,I want to stay foreverIn your dazzling coolness,Blinded by the sparkling waves,A happy hysteria,I’d be glad to lose my mindIf it meant I could be lost in you. Uneven breathing,Traveling eyes,So many things I want to describe,But left speechless by the sublime. Cut me with your edges,AContinue reading “The Girl Lost in Diamonds”
Getting Philosophical with the Narrator in My Head
Do you ever pretend as if your life is being narrated back to you in the 3rd person? For example, “Julie went to the cabinet and grabbed a mug.” I tend to do this, especially after I’ve been reading a book for awhile. I’ll silently narrate my actions in my head. I’m not sure howContinue reading “Getting Philosophical with the Narrator in My Head”
Chaos?
The early evening sun casts sepia tone hues across the sky. A poisonous yellow haze settles over the tree line. She has learned that this signifies an ugly storm is brewing, perhaps disastrous. But her eyelids are heavy and it’s taxing to feign interest for more than 5 minutes. All this sadness has made herContinue reading “Chaos?”
Clarity
The moment when the cacophonous music hall is brought to a silence. Her booming cries made her own energy evaporate and all she has now is to examine. Why? The question she doesn’t want to answer. Too overwhelming, too enormous. Clarity, my dear, requires work and time. Clarity, she knows, comes at a cost. AndContinue reading “Clarity”
I Love You, Bo Burnham
The power of a free-fall,Gravity against meHarsh pressure rattling my bones,Is it breathless excitement,Or have you stolen the air from my lungs?More pain than anticipation. A cascade of tears fall to the floorA once precious resource,Not worth so much anymore.The years have carved rivers in our cheeks,Exploitation left us naked,Nothing left to explore. But ifContinue reading “I Love You, Bo Burnham”
The Fragility of the Self and Identifying Our Fears
Does it ever scare you to think that your entire self exists in your head? I’m not trying to say that the things you feel around you and your concept of reality is not real. What I mean is, your entire self-concept and personality exists in the space between your ears. It’s such a fragileContinue reading “The Fragility of the Self and Identifying Our Fears”
Hidden Jules 