Why is that?

That I can completely trust someone to be myself around them and not others.

If one friend were to hand me a potato masher instead of a whisk, I'd use it. I'd respond with, "Great idea" and laugh.

But maybe with another, I'd critique it. Be sarcastic. Mention that we really do need a whisk.

Why is that?

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Then I'm back.

A cool breeze brushes my face on my morning run. Then I'm back in Tenessee. Going on my morning run near our apartment. I feel the same cool breeze. Feel the same emotions. Depression. Pressure. And h

It's too good to be true.

To have these moments. Leave a self-defense class. More and more confident each week. Wearing my nice yoga pants. Drive to my mom's to drop off fresh pears from the farmer's market. We rest. On rockin

How do I know

That I'm me? I feel creative I want to write Or cook Or make jokes Or learn I'm not exhausted, obsessive, or anxious That's how I know.