Journal

the why-axis.

This winter has been especially difficult. Gray day after gray day, lingering injuries that diminish the fulfillment of running, few and far reasons between to leave my apartment.

wait.

At the beginning of this year, a word came to mind, begging me to focus on it.

Wait.

christmas day.

Three years ago this Christmas Day, I came out as lesbian to my parents.

dreams.

Why am I struggling so much to come up with goals? Is it because I am already striving toward the ones I care most about? Is it because I think about them every day, every hour, every minute?

pride.

This is my first Pride month. I mean, kind of. It’s my first Pride month in which I am fully out, and I don’t care who knows that I am a lesbian, and I’m writing about Pride and posting about Pride on social media. It’s my first Pride month in which I am actually proud.

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