EmilyJoyRosen

"oh i just turn my feelings off," she said "yes me too," he said "it's just easier that way"

day four (of thirty) team super grateful for team (my team) i would be so very lost without them and while this photo doesn’t include even one eighth of who works with me

i spend a lot of time in fantasy a land without mediocrity i am pretty sure that what messes us up the most is what we have been told is supposed to be what we have been told it's going to look like

sometimes, with all the noise it’s hard to hear your own knowing everyone has an opinion and for reasonable reasons we are influenced by the opinions of others because at the most fundamental level

when I was in high school I started a gratitude journal and wrote 5 things I was grateful for, every day for over a year

i often find myself wishing for more consistency i somehow seem to associate that with my favorite thing: safety

because I was raised to always try harder, do better, be better because sure I can see the cost of all my striving and driving

make a wish my friend everything has to change now everything? yes, everything

On sunsets and trying hard until recently I have only known acute boiling or freezing flying high or underwater

My daddy wears cowboy boots (most days) we were homeschooled (mostly) but there were a few years when our parents sent us to montessori school (as they sorted out what they were going to do)

like those who no longer want to lie to themselves yes, that. yes, this. i have been doing some of the work i didn't know was there to do

there’s a sacredness in tears let them fall (let yourself feel) i have been moved to tears many a time (over the last month) tears of loss, joy, sadness, fear, hope, loneliness, beauty, and care

Oh mummy I want you to know I think of you at least three times a daily

I spent most of my life wanting to fit in wanting to be most normal Desperately wanting to be accepted by everybody

and if you do show up and spill out opening even as he goes cold

sensitivity is a gift (not a curse) and while at times it might mean you feel pain (and more of it) sometimes pain is simply the most appropriate response

over the years, I have gotten a fair amount of criticism for sharing so openly I have been called needy, whiny, desperate, depressing,

so many of us live in a silent war with self. we berate ourselves with hurtful unspoken words and treat ourselves with continuous disregard.

by far one of hardest things for me to do is forgive myself for the places I feel I went dark in the past

I am going to meet you in that tender forgotten place you know, the one you let go cold you remember what they taught us, right?

just know your heart will break he will choose her and they will leave betrayal will happen

and then death came a familiar forever friend urging me to lay my head

i spent my birthday on the road
(singing, giggling, storytelling, snacking, discovering, feeling
and crying)
tender times call for
simple pleasures

it’s my birthday
so I am posting
a photo of me smiling
because that is what we do
on birthdays on social media
this is what we do

today something
more than hard
happened
and tomorrow
is my birthday
over the weekend

you look different
(than you used to).
i know i do.
i changed.
oh what did you do?

She was
almost a suicide
A girl drunk on lies
sold to her
by those
she thought

I am disappointed
by how often
we choose cruelty
I understand hurt
I know pain
I have experienced suffering

Just because
it's lost doesn't mean
we know how
to let it go
And hearts
splinter

and all the smiles
came from the inside
"you aren’t really happy"
she leaned over
and whispered
tucking my hair behind