I'm only 24 years old (although half of the time I feel like I'm slightly older than that due to life's circumstances). But anxiety has had me by the throat, in a death grip even, for these past few months here in 2022. In the past, it would take nearly everything hitting the fan for… Continue reading By the throat.
I remember hanging at my friend’s house late last year right before I moved into my new apartment. She could tell I was holding onto a lot and that my environment at the time wasn’t conducive to my healing. Before I left her house to head back home that night, she spoke some life over… Continue reading Survival mode: off
One-hundred and twenty-seven days since my most recent injury: left knee contusion. Most contusions only take you out for a few weeks-2 months at the most. I guess mine has been exceptionally severe. I know how to grind to get what I want but this time away from the track has taught me two main… Continue reading 127 days and counting.
"Have I made the right decisions? Do I trust myself? Do I love myself? Is it my fault that my season is over before it even started for the second consecutive time in a row?" These (filtered) thoughts have been flooding through my head this past week. A few friends have pointed out that I… Continue reading Sacrifices.
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