You might not recognize me anymore. Two years of life change can do that to a girl. Besides the obvious changes like a temporary purple hair-streak or a new tattoo or the fact that I now wear two rings on my ring finger, the majority of changes have happened in my home, in my heart.
To catch up on a little of 2011 and all of 2012, you can check out my photography blog under category > personal. You'll find blog after blog of Instagram pictures with little stories and hopefully things that might make you laugh or breathe easy. I stopped repetitive posting at the beginning of 2013 hoping to bring to readers true humanity -- someone living, breathing, working, relating, and aiming for the highest. My initial blog post brought me great hopes; but as the weeks wore on, I simply gave up. I lacked the desire to bring the emotions, the heart. The soul.
I want to write openly -- to bear my heart and have the reception so incredibly heartfelt that I burst into tears. But I couldn't because the beauty I want to convey is covered by a great deal of bitterness and anger at those who left my side and judged me unfairly. And the rest was covered by insecurity. Seven years have passed since I left my little hometown, but why can't I shake the feelings of judgement?
about me.
- brennigan
- there are some feelings that fill you up. that dig their roots into your skin and never let go. they swell and blow you over like wind and waves.
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