- A note to The Reader, and a disclaimer- Although events recalled herein are done so with intention of respect towards all parties mentioned, they are just as well recalled with the blatant honesty and vulnerability that was necessary in writing them in the first place. Events and truths are stated as such by me.
The Conduit
By Lydia
March 19, 2024
Uncategorized
Hate was never mine. Fear and isolation were the omnipresent burdens that were alive the moment the…
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The Catalyst
I ask you to go with me now, into my ordinary, extraordinary, beautiful life. I know what it is now. I’ve listened to TikTok and Facebook gurus, read books, I’ve sat in stillness and I’ve screamed into the air and pounded my fist against my truck’s console without holding back. When it happened to me…
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Thank You
When I started writing last December it was solely for me. If someone would have told me that in eight months I would publish a blog that contained the most intimate details of my life, I would never have believed them. Every step has been an intention to push myself. I fear a life of…
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My Daughter
“Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.” -Pablo Picasso For decades my siblings’ ongoing blame towards our mother for lifelong issues compared to my lack thereof caused me to believe that I wasn’t capable of the naïve feeling of guilt that my mother struggled with when it came to such things. Events…
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Seen
Each day of my life has presented me with a spectrum of possibilities, and I’ve responded to this freedom in every way imaginable. I’ve responded with determination and with powerlessness. There has been a perseverance that has been built up in my very bones and there has been an outright feeling of to hell with…
