Battle Scars

When I was 15 or 16 years old, a stranger at Church came up to me while I was washing my hands in the bathroom and told me I was beautiful. I cried when I got home, because I couldn’t bring myself to believe she was telling the truth. A teenage girl’s perception of beauty … Continue reading →

I’m Not Sexy and I Know It

It will probably surprise all of you that I have never been, nor will I ever be, an underwear model. You see, after years of attempting to be sexy, I’ve finally come with terms with the fact that I’m just…not. That isn’t to say I haven’t gotten my fair share of cat calls. I was even … Continue reading →