Tonight, are you willing to save a life?

It was Christmas Eve of the year 2000, and the night couldn’t have gone more horribly wrong. I stared at my image in the mirror; blotchy red spots, a tear-streaked face, and eyes that hadn’t sparkled in months. The bags under my eyes were massive, and the crushing feeling in my chest left me feeling like I was suffocating. My parents and I had fought over dishes, but it felt like so much more to me. Just one more thing[Read more]

Dear 12-year-old me,

I found out two days ago about an amazing project in the works to inspire, encourage, and share love with young girls. The project, called ‘In My Daughter’s Eyes’ is a collection of letters women are writing to their 12-year-old selves. My younger years, as some of you know, were a time of great darkness for myself. On the outside I did a fairly decent job at convincing the world I was fine, albeit a little conceited and obnoxious. In[Read more]