Shereese N
Bio
I write from the depths of my heart expressing my innermost truths with compassion, hilarity, and authenticity.
My hope is to inspire others with similar experiences, grow, heal, and seek the courage for self-growth.
Stories (8/0)
The Weilders Stone
Memories of the past drift in, mostly feelings; the energy of love intertwined with pain. Never a moment of peace even while pretending to be at peace. A war zone of internal torment, yearning, screaming to be free. A constant battle of the mind versus the heart. An egotistical desire to be a part of the masses while the whimsical tales of my soul burn for more.
By Shereese N7 months ago in Chapters
Raw Autonomy
Our lives are inadvertently shaped by guardians, teachers, friends, relatives, and life experiences or so we think. We go about life feeling like we have to adhere to these unwritten guidelines of life. A life with social norms and undocumented rules in order to proceed and be accepted by the outside world. A mix of coworkers, peers, significant others, and family. We are taught to sit up straight, never correct someone in authority, work a 9-5, and be married before the grey hairs begin to take notice; the list goes on. We mindlessly go along for decades with the same structures but who are we to question? Who are we to challenge what has been so precisely laid out for us?
By Shereese N3 years ago in Motivation
Wake up, Lavender!
The sun was high, and the seagulls soared through the air without a care in the world. “The sand feels so amazing on my toes”, the woman thought, “like cozy socks, and the breeze from the ocean is so warm. As she indulged in that moment of bliss her lips parted, “mmm, it’s almost erotic. I should sit and take it all in, I wish I had a blanket. No matter.” She finds a spot on the beach and sits, then lays on her back and rests her hands on the point between her sunflower yellow bikini top and bottom. “Oh my goodness, I could stay here forever.”
By Shereese N3 years ago in Wander
Dear Mom
Dear Mom, Family sucks! As I sit here in a hoodie that's barely blocking the light emitting from my lamp, I wonder why we acquire the family that we have instead of the family that we want. I feel like a character in a novel written by someone who forgot to incorporate compassion, respect, and pure love.
By Shereese N3 years ago in Families
