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This morning, I woke up realizing I had plans to go to LA for "The Price is Right" with my friend Sheila, something I scheduled the week...

Going to bed at 8:30 in the morning ensures an early wake-up, and that's precisely what happened to me. I found myself up at 3 AM. Unable...

As usual, I got up bright and early today, diving back into my writing for the book. Despite my efforts, it's not shaping up the way I...

After a long stretch of wakefulness, I completed the task of wrapping the presents I'd purchased for my family members. Curious about my...

I was eagerly looking forward to attending a play at the Lambs Theater tonight. My mom informed me that we would grab dinner before the...

I've come to the realization that when I'm under a lot of stress, especially at home or during show preparations, my tendency to hum...

Today is my gramma's birthday, and it makes me really sad because she's not here anymore. I think about all the good times we had and how...

I really want to win at Barona Casino tomorrow. If I do, I can send money to my friend Melissa so she can come visit me. #theaterkid...

My mom perceives me as lazy, but I'm not. Despite being a diligent worker, the constant thoughts and underlying sadness make it...

The days and weeks feel really long as if they never end, but when I look back, I'm surprised at how fast time has passed. The everyday...

Returning to work on my book has proven to be a double-edged sword, as I find myself navigating the corridors of my past, each word a...

My sleeping patterns have become a perplexing maze, leaving me to navigate a restless night's sleep. Despite my best efforts, I find...

In the quiet aftermath of Thanksgiving, a heavy air hangs over the day. The day unfolds in slow motion, each moment dripping with a...

It hurts—a subtle, persistent ache in my chest—as I grapple with the complex emotions that accompany being sidelined. The rift between my...

Embracing the holiday season I am letting go of my dearest possessions this Christmas. With each careful wrap, a twinge of bittersweet...

As I decorate my sister's backyard, a sense of distress and nausea hits me. The items I carefully chose for my Dad's place are scattered...

My mom has started attending Lauren Moore AA meetings, something she hasn't done in a while. I can't help but wonder if it's somehow...

Despite all the Christmas decorating, my surroundings may look beautiful, but inside, my world feels far from it. The constant...

In a garage  workshop adorned with pine and holly, My hands entwined in wreath-making folly. Twisting vines with a craftsman's grace,...

I accidentally overheard my mom discussing her end-of-life wishes on the phone, and it seems my sister is uncomfortable with the idea of...