Category: JENNA’S JOURNALS

Hyper-Connected Relationships

Jenna April 23, 2021 No Comments

I am not entirely sure where I heard about this book. I read a lot, and I read a lot of book reviews. Anytime I come across a book that

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Good Grief

Jenna April 21, 2021 No Comments

I remember the day I found out so vividly, except I felt so numb at the same time.

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How Are You Feeling Today?

Jenna April 19, 2021 No Comments

As I have gone through the different iterations of these words on a page, I feel like I have evolved along with them in some ways. As the pages become,

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The New Scarlet Letter

Jenna February 22, 2021 No Comments

I wanted to belong so badly that I lost myself. That’s what shame really does to a person. It coerces us to conform, which in turn causes us to forget

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My Turn to Speak

Jenna December 19, 2020 No Comments

I hate speaking in public. It’s like putting yourself out there onto a stage of judgement. Everyone just stares at you with their mouths gaping open. I know it’s only

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The After Burn

Jenna April 13, 2020 No Comments

There was a full moon out, and it was Friday the 13th, 2018. Never one to be superstitious, I really didn’t think much of it, until the fireball.

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Take the Leap

Jenna January 13, 2020 No Comments

This is definitely a book that I plan on coming back to, once I figure out what I want to do when I grow up.

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The Spark that Propelled Me into a New Direction

Jenna April 15, 2019 No Comments

I now have a flame tattoo on my ankle to remind me that if I can get through that, than I can get through anything. And that is POWERFUL.

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Oh the Stories We Tell Ourselves

Jenna April 8, 2019 No Comments

I became obsessed with trying to figure out how other people found the courage to chase after their own dreams. I didn't really care what their dreams were exactly. I

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About Me

Jenna July 14, 2018 2 Comments

I still have anxiety. It is a part of me. It is something that I have to learn to work with, instead of against.

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