Monthly Archives: September 2023

Once upon a time, I sat with a therapist while serving my church mission in Russia and we talked a lot about perfectionism and suppressing my emotions for others’ sakes. Two thoughts filtered through my head when we talked about it. She pointed out that my reaction indeed probably. . . most likely meant IContinue reading “Writing for Myself: Looking Back and Moving Forward”

I sat down today and wondered, “What if I could write a story for myself?” It seems like a strange idea, coming from my adult self. I don’t know if I really believe in magic anymore. Then again, I’ve always been a bit too practical to even believe in it in my dreams. What kindContinue reading “Writing For Myself: Practicality or Magic?”