Tag: memoir

the truth about lies.

If you’re a chronic liar, lying happens as easily as breathing. No effort required. I would know. I used to be one. I could bullshit my way out of anything. I could morph into anyone you wanted me to be other than myself. Along…

tourniquet.

I need something to stop the endless bleeding of thoughts that spew from my mind and flood my heart. I have been waiting to see Wild, the movie adaptation of Cheryl Strayed’s best selling memoir. I have been waiting for months. I got to see…