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Andrea DiGiglio
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To be an author and actress takes part drive, part talent, and part delusion.
To be an author and actress takes part drive, part talent, and part delusion.

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Life has been a whirlwind roller coaster of chaos lately. I’m not sure if I haven’t written because I had nothing to say or too much. My life shifted in some extremely uncomfortable ways and as I purge through the trauma of my past blindfolded, the…
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My nightmares usually consist of post apocalyptic times always with a lot of running and fighting. Sometimes hostage situations of just myself, sometimes loved ones are a combination. Last night, I was surrounded by people who care about me. No matter…
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Have you ever heard a song and felt it on your bones? How could this complete stranger understand exactly what I am feeling? Yet, those closest to me can not. One of the problems of being someone trapped in survival mode for nearly two decades, is time…
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Maybe I don’t know who I am or what I’m doing but I am trying to figure it all out.  I lost a part of myself I was told I wasn’t allowed to be, leaving me hollow chasing a feeling I couldn’t imagine to be real. A life I never felt I deserved. I fantasized…
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I don’t remember the last time when I spoke the words “I’m tired,” and that was all I meant. Whether it was to someone or to myself. I’m tired has replaced I’m okay, I’m all right, I’m fine which often was retorted with, “Are you sure?” Sometimes followed…
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The short answer? Hell yes. There is a difference between being supportive and understanding. Someone can tell you they support you and even mean what they say without putting forth much effort into understanding where you are coming from. The problem…
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Endure. Survive. Endure. I looked at the ground, my heart broke. It took a deep breath in and tried to retain all the pieces it seemed to be in now. It didn’t. It couldn’t but be damned it still tried. Sometimes in life you are sitting still as the world…
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