I sat on the beige carpeted floor of my bedroom, my knees tucked into my chest, gently rocking myself as words flew like daggers across the room. My fingers scratched my arms, grasping for any comfort possible. Tears poured down my face as I couldn’t find safety, feeling like I…

We had just gotten back from the mountains, and I was flipping through some of the photos we had taken. As I looked at myself staring back from the images, I felt so much anger and resentment. I couldn’t stand who I was looking at and my mind began to…

I used to say you were my missing piece. It’s a very romantic thought, to think that the last piece of my puzzle came together when I found you. That my life wasn’t complete until you became a part of it. Unfortunately, that was a lie.

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I believed the fairy…

It’s a funny thing being an adult daughter. You spend your entire life obeying your parents, learning from their morals, whether good or bad, looking up to them, or even hating them. Then there is a day where all of a sudden you are not so little anymore. You come…

They keep telling me to write. That I’m supposed to be writing. Sharing. Using my voice. I’ve never really considered myself a writer, but I do consider myself good with words. I’ve often even joked about events in my life and how I could write a book about them, but…

Jessica Christie

Heart-Led Human ❤ Adventure seeker, photographer, creator, & coach inspired by roaring love and deep connection.

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