Twenty-five years of being lost, going down the wrong road, laughing it off, faking a smile, and then writing about it.

I was born and raised in Connecticut and recently graduated from Cal. State, Fullerton . . . what happened in between all of that, will bleed through my entries.

What will happen after?  Well . . .

. . . I’ll let you know.

I’m not sure where I’m going, but if you’d like to tag along, I know some good jokes . . . kinda.

~ Jess Aronin



Everybody dance NOW!

Posted by on Sep 25, 2018 in Confidently Insecure | 0 comments

Everybody dance NOW!

If there is no time in between, no leading up to the finale…

you’d just be the last VHS of the Titanic with no story… (do any of you even know what a VHS tape is/that Titanic took up three of them?)

Anyway..

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Orange ya glad I didn’t say banana?

Posted by on Sep 25, 2018 in Confidently Insecure | 0 comments

Orange ya glad I didn’t say banana?

No, I didn’t want this to happen.

Yes, I saw it coming.

Yes, I thought I wanted it.

And yes, it is ok to change my mind.

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brOKen

Posted by on Sep 25, 2018 in Confidently Insecure | 0 comments

brOKen

She is seven and I am twenty-five and somewhere in between two-ish decades, the dictionary changed for me.

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The Phases of the Moon

Posted by on Dec 26, 2017 in Confidently Insecure | 1 comment

The Phases of the Moon

f it never got dark,
If we never had bad days,
If we never closed our eyes,
We wouldn’t know what stars were.
We would never dream.

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Dear mom and dad,

Posted by on Sep 12, 2017 in Confidently Insecure | 0 comments

Dear mom and dad,

They name hurricanes after people for a reason.
They predict a storm: people either choose to evacuate or stay
Aka
The doctors give a diagnosis, parents/friends/family either choose to leave or stay. Ignore or support.

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Ideally

Posted by on Jan 14, 2017 in Blog, Confidently Insecure | 0 comments

Ideally

And I don’t want someone who is going to push me away, I want someone who is going to pull me so close I can’t breathe.

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Gatorade

Posted by on Jan 13, 2017 in Confidently Insecure | 0 comments

Gatorade

No amount of gatorade is going to make these feelings go away.
No amount of gatorade is going to help me catch my breath…
Not like it used to.
Not really.

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Inside out

Posted by on Jul 8, 2016 in Confidently Insecure | 0 comments

Inside out

No one sees her pain, just the BMW keychain.
Money can’t buy happiness: she is (barely) living proof.
Maybe because we’re all moving so fast and her thoughts are racing even faster: slow it down.
Maybe because you can’t see tears in the rain: umbrella out.
Maybe it’s because we are all just broken pieces of glass trying to put each other back together but no one has any glue, just sharp edges: help me now.

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Speechless

Posted by on Jul 3, 2016 in Confidently Insecure | 0 comments

Speechless

I wonder what life is like for them…
for those people who can just say those five words without choking up.
Without turning red.
Without being terrified that someone will catch on but secretly hoping that someone will.

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twenty-eight

Posted by on Jun 15, 2016 in Confidently Insecure | 0 comments

twenty-eight

Her story is not over yet, nor has it really begun.
She has no pen in hand, a pencil is all she has ever known.
Carving lines and then trying to erase.
But just like during math class, it doesn’t all always go away.

Because she can only erase so many times until the page just rips.
She can’t start from scratch, she’s got the world at her finger tips.
For her hands are too heavy and her eyes are too full.
She’s seen far too much, she’s twenty-two years OLD.

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