No one ever wants to take a detour, not at first anyway. Maybe by the end of it, the beauty of country-winding roads overtakes the extra hour added to the journey, but no one thinks that at first.

I’ve hit another detour. Honestly, I think I’m still in it—just taking a stroll down mental health avenue, but this time it’s a road I haven’t been down before. It’s like my brain is causing emotions that differ from what I know is in my heart. I know how I feel about it—and it’s a content feeling—but now I can barely hold back tears with a brief mention.

I mean, I know I avoid things, ignore them, but at this point I don’t think it’s running away from problems coming back to bite me in the ass.

It’s just different this time.

But I know writing has been a constant in my life that has always helped, so I’m not going to give up on that. It might take me a couple weeks to get consistent on here again, but I don’t want to leave. This blog is becoming a place for me to heal and I can’t think of one reason to give that up.

Plus, I had to show you this awesome (controlled) slow burn picture I took in Canada last week. I think I might have to blow this one up and hang it on my wall for Fall. 🙂



Soon I promise this time, I’ll post about my newly revamped photography website, but for now just comment if you’d like a print!


2 Replies to “Life’s Detours”

  1. How strange. You were on my mind yesterday and I was wondering how you were doing and here you are with a new post to answer that question! The mental health road is a twisty, arduous one that at times can feel isolated. It’s easy for outsiders to say “you’re not alone!” but that can come off as diminishing at best, dismissive at worst. So instead I’ll just say, take the time you need and do what you have to do for you. We’ll be here waiting!

    1. Seriously, thank you! The comments you leave are the best and I am very grateful you take the time to leave them. 🙂

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