Author Archives: Kiah Nordgren

Like a DOG I tell you. I am a wounded dog returning again and again to the person who has released me for my own good. Anyway. I just needed a clever title. I’m ok today. I’ve been ok these past few days. I’m not sure what was up last week. Hormones. Depression. Spiritual warfare.Continue reading “Waiting for someone to read these”

I deleted Instagram! Needed step, finally taken. Although some people don’t see it that way, and I failed to remember just how many people only use instagram to communicate with me. maybe I should get it back. But maybe I should find other ways of talking.  Blog that I thought I would retire. Back again.Continue reading “Back to this I guess”

Where do I even start. I’ve been back for less than two months, and yet I feel as though every good thing that I gained while away has magically vanished, leaving me worse than before, because at least before, I didn’t know what I was missing. I am mentally drained, emotionally drained, physically drained, justContinue reading “Burn out”

All my friends write poetry. Does this style of writing make me lesser?  No.  It just makes me different.  I always used to want to write as a kid, but I could never think of anything to write about, so I started reading instead.  Now I forget to read, and either write all the timeContinue reading “I Feel Like Writing”

I leave for camp tomorrow. That means it has been close to three months since I left. My heart still aches. There has to be something wrong with me, my inability to move on even remotely, even after all this time. I’m scared for what this will do to me at camp. I used toContinue reading “Oh”

I think this page may actually be empty of others. I always say that, but I’m down to zero email subscribers, and everyone I told about this site back in the day don’t care to see the same angst worded differently day after day. Trevor has vowed to stop reading these, to allow me toContinue reading “Alone”

I was crashing out last night and decided to make the wise and grown up decision to not write until I was in a better mindset, because we all know how that went last time. Speaking of we. Someone is here. On this page. I don’t know who it is. I know who it’s NOT.Continue reading “Something”

Ohhhh lets goooo this is back. But it’s not snippets from my journal, just things from my notes app that I didn’t previously have the energy to write about. Let’s start with what would have happened if I had gone to any other DTS. If I had not been too young, I may have goneContinue reading “Snippets”

I stopped writing for me again. This isn’t ok. I need to keep it to just here. No one else needs to see the train wreck that I have become. Because it’s just me again, I can go in any order that I want. I need to get out of this town so I stopContinue reading “Me again”

Hey. I’m back. For now. It may only be one post, but I wanted to maybe write something to remember my time in YWAM by. And I need to post something on Facebook, and heck, I miss writing. The amount of times I almost picked up my keyboard to write a post in the lastContinue reading “Must have been the wind”