the (lonely) intersection
Fam, this last month has honestly pressed me dry. The one saving grace in all of it has been being able to return to worship on a weekly basis. I’ve … Continue Reading the (lonely) intersection
forsaken.
I’ve always kind of had a strained relationship with my body. I was The Fat Kid in School™ — mercilessly teased, always picked last for physical activities, gym class was … Continue Reading <s>forsaken.</s>
musings of an everywoman 