#ThatAwkwardMomentWhen: You discover the hard way that nobody messes with the Jesus
The process over the last few weeks has been maddening. I catch myself crying randomly all over the place as I am feeling vulnerable for the first time in my adult life. Being vulnerable as a child taught me that I was going to be attacked either verbally or physically. I quickly learned to compartmentalize all of my emotions to appear "stronger" than whoever came at me, and even learned how to box when I was being stalked physically. (Hence also why I didn't even bat an eye at pulling the knife on that dude when he broke into my parent's condo. You just "know" how to be prepared.)
#NerdsUnite: An afternoon spent babysitting my inner child
I'm not sure how much of this entire journey I can document without further perpetuating a coping mechanism, but today feels good. This is authentic, and I am finally listening to this little being inside of me that just wanted SO DESPERATELY to be heard.
#NerdsUnite: A letter to my inner child, who apparently is still there ... I think?
I was a devious, devious little kid. Totally unapologetic about it too. I KNEW I could get away with murder, so I would CONSISTENTLY push as many of my parents buttons as possible smiling back batting my BIGGGGG blue eyes.