I hardly ever go to beach. On Saturday though it was such a nice day, I finished work at lunch and grabbed my brother and went to watch the sun set at Cannon Beach. Even with a very bright moon we had this beautiful view of the stars over haystack. I might have to start coming out here more often. #oregoncoast#pnwonderland
One thing a lot of you don’t know about me is back when I was a teenager, I used to have a serious shopping problem. It was a coping mechanism for me. If I was going though a tough time or lots of stress, I would hit the mall.
I went to a high school with pretty wealthy people and always felt like I needed to have the best of the best to fit in. I wasn’t what you would call “popular”. I was that girl that rocked sweatpants and a hoodie everyday. I was there for school and school only. But there was always a part of me that wanted to fit in and be accepted. Back then having designer jeans and Jucy jackets/sweat suits were the bees knees and I got to the point when I was willing to do just about anything to fit in.
Well, of course, that landed me in some serious trouble. I made some really bad decisions. I didn’t have money like the other kids did so I decided to go about it the completely wrong way. It all started my sophomore year. December 2008 to be exact. I got into shoplifting. Little did I know, this would be the biggest lesson of my life. One day I headed to Southcenter mall with a couple friends (y’all know who you are, wink wink) to get some “shopping” done. Long story short, as soon as I walked into Nordstrom’s with my massive purse (huge mistake) the loss prevention team already had their eyes on me. I grabbed the shit I wanted and started heading towards the exit. As soon as I slept out of that store, I was grabbed and thrown up again the wall. All my belongings were taken from me and that was the beginning of one of the worst days of my life. I got caught (thank god). I got arrested. I was taken upstairs and handcuffed to the wall. My parents came and got me and I was in deeeeep shit.
I am VERY thankful for what happened to me. I am glad I got caught because it made me a better person and it taught me a lesson. A very very big one.
Moral of the story? Don’t let other people effect you in the way that you make poor choices. Be you. Love yourself and leave it at that. People popular is overrated. Oh, and don’t shop lift. You will get caught.
Photo: @fuzzybutterscotch w/ my edits ✨
6735622 March, 2019
“Do not seek the answers. You do not need to know what happens next, you do not require a step-by-step account on how to achieve meaning in this unpredictable world. Think about past moments that truly took your breath away. Think about all of the unexpected beauty you stumbled upon while you were simply living, while you were simply making it up as you went along. Choose that over the answers. Choose the nervous energy that tucked itself within your chest when you got lost in a new city. Choose uncertainty, choose discomfort, choose the freedom to make mistakes, to start again, to discover childlike wonder how you want to exist. Be deeply curious with your life. Be uncontained.” Just finished and aced my finals this term, now only three months left until I’m done with nursing school! Now time to take a two week road trip around the United States and hopefully learn some things about EKGs and heart stuff along the way since I’ll be in cardiology next term 😄 So excited!
Rare occasion to see a full moon above Mt. Hood with all the cloud cover we’ve had recently. Great work again by @jesse.brackenbury make sure to give him a follow. #vancouverpdxliving to be featured next
People always ask how I am able to hike in the dark and at ungodly hours of the morning. Well, I do it for these moments—when there’s not another soul in sight and I get places like this all to myself (well, for a little while at least 😅)