Ashlin B
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Monday ain’t got nothing on you. She can’t dull something that shines as brightly as you. You are gold. That’s what all these struggles are, they’re just Mondays. They seem daunting, they threaten to take you down before you even get going. But these hard things are really just a chance to start fresh, to be better than…
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They called me a hurricane and said that my love would destroy every one in its path. They told me to settle down, dry up, stop spinning. They begged me to stop shaking up their perfect little homes that hold the secrets and lies they’ve grown comfortable to keep. They used to point to the…
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Originally posted on ASHLIN'S BLOG: You were always free to walk away. From the person in the photographs in your drawer. The one you see in mirror made by their words. The person you were at your twentieth birthday. The person who became a doormat in the name of devotion. You were always free to walk away…
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Taking a break from Lovely Letters for a little bit, to bring you some new things. Hope you enjoy! I’ve been afraid to look at tragedy. I flip the channel when the news comes on. I close my eyes at dead bodies during tv shows. I leave conversations where these dark things are being discussed. I’ve…
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I feel like I’m betraying the people I love if I move far away, but at the same time I feel like I need some independence and change. I don’t want to lose them, but I think I need to see what else is out there for me. -K Dear K, When I decided to move to…
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After all the pain I experienced, I feel like I have lost hope. Maybe I threw it away, maybe I let others steal it, it doesn’t seem to matter anymore either way. I guess I just want to know… how do I get it back? -H H, I’m soaking in this quiet moment. The air has…
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They’re back! Here’s the newest Lovely Letter! I broke up with my fiance. We’ve been together for almost 5 years and were planning to get married this coming December. I feel so empty, I’ve just tried to keep myself busy. -L Dear L, Sometimes, choosing the hard thing can result in our biggest blessings, but before that…
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My friend died. And I remember the exact spot where my knees hit the hardwood floor of my house as soon as I read the words that no fifteen year old expects on a Monday morning. That was the beginning of a series of stories that no matter how many times I tried, I never knew which shelf…
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It seems like we’re always waiting for something. Waiting for an answer, for a direction, for an open door. Waiting for the right person, the right opportunity, the right words. I think I’m just tired of waiting, of wondering. I’m tired of thinking that one day we’re all just going to wake up and have…
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I don’t want to live in the haunting memories. I can’t figure out if I will ever move on. Why do we carry around this baggage? -M M, Yesterday consisted of sifting and sorting through my inbox. Letters from others like you, filled with words of joy, pain, confusion, excitement, thankfulness, uncertainty. While replying to some…
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