Dear Baby…

8/21/2019 Dear Baby, You’re not here yet. You don’t even exist. All you are, right now, is a bunch of unanswered prayers and unsuccessful science experiments. But one day, you will be, and for that, mommy did something big for you today. She bought you a house. It’s not much, it’s not big, but you’ll […]

What could go wrong?

Educational Infertility: Realizing you’re not pregnant and getting observed all in the same moment. How fucking wonderful. I felt the tickle of liquid slide down inside of me- and I knew; another attempt failed. The day was going well, actually. I woke up in a pleasant mood, I didn’t allow the traffic to deter my […]

As the flashbacks flow, so do the words.

stained. Burning my skin with the touch of your hand over my shirt I feel it going through branding your hand print on my back and it hurts. It hurts and I just cant stand it. Nausea takes over and I breathe myself in, in through nose, out through mouth- a couple seconds and it […]

Be who you are- and love it.

“The minute you stop trying to impress people is the minute you gain your freedom.” I read that quote this morning- some instagram meme, but boy did it resonate. In a way, this is how I try to live, not for anyone else, but for myself. For a really long time, I tried to stay […]

a letter to me- love, me.

Dear Eleni, Well, look at us. Look at how we’ve turned out. We’ve come a long way, haven’t we? Remember the times we didn’t think we’d be ok? I mean, there are so many reasons why we didn’t think we’d be ok, but remember how we promised ourselves that we would never let anyone stop […]

How can I be more like you?

It’s been a while since I’ve tapped my feelings on the screen. It’s been a while for everything really. This year, this year has been one of the toughest, yet rewarding, years of my life. This year has taught me so much about myself-mostly about how afraid I am, but more importantly, how brave. It’s […]

I’m a Feminist. And I am not Angry.

It’s funny, this word: Feminist. People take to it in such a negative way; like you have to be “an angry lesbian who doesn’t wear makeup or shave her armpits.” There’s absolutely nothing wrong with any of that, I don’t think. There’s nothing wrong with someone’s sexual orientation; it is what it is. And there’s […]