Tag Archives: self-esteem

Chasing Acceptance

Posted on February 6, 2021 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

There was a point along the road when she realized the truth, that being different was going to have to do. Chasing dead ends was a cul-de-sac of indifference, where frigid embraces bore no resemblance to acceptance. She’d waste no … Continue reading →

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Each Night, Each Day

Posted on December 29, 2020 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Each night, in the shadow of her dream state, she battled the past’s threat, it’s childhood terrors, where she waited for her bedroom door to open. Each day, in the clarity of determination, she rebuilt her life anew, shouting defiance … Continue reading →

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Breathing Life

Posted on December 12, 2020 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Branded with shame for living her truth. Scorned. Threatened. Driven to bleeding her life so as to remember she was alive. Was living breathing, or was living having a life worth breathing for? Better to run into the storm and … Continue reading →

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Inside Her Head

Posted on November 24, 2020 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

Positive self-talk, it came bearing gifts. Negative self-talk, it lied to hide who it was. One carried her, the other was a heavy load to bear. She saw neither, but chose which one to hear. Depression, positive words kept it … Continue reading →

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When the Past Steals

Posted on August 1, 2020 by Christina Anne Hawthorne

She languished in the past so long present became past, stealing opportunities while she looked back, blind to the growth she lacked. Clarity came, it was a late night hour, a moment, the moment, she resolved to move beyond cruel … Continue reading →