Dear God, my heart is hurting. It feels weak, exhausted, and conflicted. It feels used, tainted, and left behind. It’s hurting, and I don’t know why. It seems as though I have a million and one love languages; a million and one ways I am able to give and receive love and appreciation in all things. I desire feeling wanted, needed, appreciated, and adored just as much as the next person. I desire to share…
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Rejection is never an easy setback to overcome. With each setback you encounter, you try hard to anticipate the outcome across every “end scene” in your life in order to protect yourself from getting hurt all over again. Why? It’s obvious. Rejection; the hurt and emptiness that consumes you when you least expect it. Sometimes it’s not even fully expressed or communicated through words, but that doesn’t make it any less difficult because at the…
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Someone asked me the other day if I travel as far as I do to run as far as I can from love. It was an interesting question, one that I honestly haven’t gotten before, nor have I thought much about. At first, I had no idea how to answer this question, but now I do. So, Dear Anonymous, here is my answer… I’m no stranger to heartbreak. I’ve definitely experienced my fair share of…
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I’m the type of gal who knows what it is I want in life; in love, personal growth, career wise. The type of gal who has a Midwest heart with a West Coast spirit; a carefree, vibrant soul with a good head on my shoulders, and ambitions that I chase with all my heart. But never in my life did I think I would find myself in this situation — falling for the nice fuckboy,…
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I have been getting a ton of one-off emails and DMs from friends and followers asking the same question… “What do you do for work and how are you able to travel so much?” So I figured I would give you all a glimpse of what my life is actually like and help answer the overarching question. 🙂 I absolutely love to hear about how my content and travel adventures inspire people to start doing…
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