Author Archives: Lissa
Settling
I’ve been the one who does what has to be done. I’m becoming the one who does what can be done. I worry about and take care of everyone else, which means I tend to get left by the wayside. … Continue reading
Place
OK, I’ll admit it, I was totally inspired to write this while listening to a Taylor Swift song. Furthermore, I was tempted to just copy her lyrics and call it a day. People talk about finding their place in the … Continue reading
Regret
Most of the things I regret have to do with hurting other people, not myself. Sure, I’ve made mistakes and gone through hard times, but I don’t regret the problems and pain since I’ve learned so many lessons. What I … Continue reading
Connection
My uncle has been quite sick lately, which has me thinking a lot about him and our relationship. I have long felt a deep connection to my uncle. There’s no reason for me to feel closer to him than anyone … Continue reading
Smarts
Smarts. I got ’em. Well, at least according to standardized tests. So, having a high IQ means I’m the CEO of a Fortune 500 company and I’ve discovered the cure for cancer, right? Well, actually a high IQ predicts success … Continue reading
Envy
I recently drove around the town where I grew up. “An affluent village,” according to Wikipedia. The thing is, the village may have been affluent, but I wasn’t. I lived on the wrong side of the tracks (well, it’s the … Continue reading
Family
I am an only child, though my extended family is fairly large…in theory. I have twelve cousins, ranging in age from four to twenty-three years older than me. I wasn’t raised with them, and until recently hadn’t seen many of … Continue reading
Sex
OK, this is going to be about sex. Let just put that out there. But keep your pants on, it isn’t a Penthouse Letter. When we are teenagers—or even pre-teens, especially nowadays—we need to figure out sex. Do we want … Continue reading
Constant
I feel very untethered. Even before my dad died almost three years ago, I had moved a bit. But I still felt connected, like a kite on a string. Since he’s been gone, I’m floating free. Too free. From the … Continue reading
Intentions
The road to hell is paved with…well, for me it’s paved with sitting on the couch drinking sangria and watching Criminal Minds reruns. My intention when I began this blog was to write regularly. Not on a timetable, but often … Continue reading
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