Life As A Hypochondriac

I remember being a teenager when this all started. I was about 16 years old and so full of life. You couldn't tell me anything without me thinking I was invincible. Seriously though, nothing could harm me or at least that's what I thought. I also remember being this young when I first thought I... Continue Reading →

Losing A Parent

March 31st, 2014. It's a day I'll never forget. I can recall everything from the moment my mother called me as if it was just yesterday. I remember it was a Monday close to 3 p.m. and it was exceptionally warm out for March. I was walking home from my last class for the day... Continue Reading →

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