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 …

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 …