Alive

As the water peacefully flows over smooth rocks As the snow falls gently like powdered sugar sifted above my head As the light turns to amber and then streaks bright pink in the sky I stand in awe to the experience I am alive

Discomfort

I get pretty uncomfortable when people ask me to talk about myself. It’s a time to show off personality; express what makes one special. But, I forget my name and everything I know. I stare blankly into space only blinking and breathing. Wait, who am I again? What was it I wanted to say? Hadn’t …

Love, or Maybe Acceptance

"When a woman finally learns that pleasing the world is impossible, she becomes free to learn how to please herself." - Glennon Doyle If I look back one all the iterations of myself, I can say that I've been a ton of versions of "Jen". There was the tomboy, the goth, the pretty girl, the …

Connection: Analyzed to Death

When I was little, I used to make friends easily. I found a commonality among so many and we became friends under a pretense of circumstance. We lived in the same town, went to the same school, and were the same age. So, we were friends. I was also a pretty outgoing child. I would …

Stuck

I've had this feeling of "stuck" for most of my adult life. I've described it as a feeling of being waste-deep in quick sand. I don't want to move because I'll sink faster. But, I've scanned and never found anything to grab on to in order to pull myself out, either. This feeling leads me …