extremism – Pretty Good Ugly

Powerlessness

I’m (slowly) recognizing where my power lives, and where it does not. I’ve spent most of my life trying to flex my power. “Intellect over instinct,” my dance teacher told me, and I became a master of overriding my body’s natural cues. Hunger, fatigue, pain, nothing stopped me or even slowed me down. I walkedContinue reading “Powerlessness”

The Extremist, the Ocean, and Enough

I’m an extremist. I understand that now. I’m a perfectionist who thinks things (myself included) are either perfect or terrible, and if I’m not perfect than I must be shit. I am unlearning that dichotomy. As a student, I’d claim I failed an exam if I landed a C. I thought I wasn’t a goodContinue reading “The Extremist, the Ocean, and Enough”