Surviving Skye is a passion project that has been bouncing around in my head since Skye went missing. Between trying to wrap my head around the gravity of the situation and watching everyone else just continue on with their lives, I fell into a limbo, trying to find my footing, my purpose, my drive,  my love, my ambition. 

I felt nothing, then everything, then nothing again. It was a cycle that consumed me and confused me for years. I self medicated, I sought therapy, I went to school, I quit therapy, I exercised, I worked, I moved away, I settled down, but I never settled the rattling in my head.The guilt, the pain, the failure, all the unanswered questions.

Without realizing it the years flew by, I don’t know how it happened so fast, but I’m here now for better or worse.  Now I’m taking this time in my life to look at the trauma, the pain, the mystery of what happened to my sister. 

Where is Skye? 

I don’t know my exact plan yet, there is something about living with this mystery that has allowed me to be comfortable with the “fuck it, let's just see what happens” mindset. The worst has already happened. So I’m going to tell you a story, my story, Skye’s story. 

I’ll tell you everything I know. I’ll tell you everything I don’t know. And whatever else I feel like talking about in the moment. I believe vulnerability is a superpower and I’m going to being putting mine to use. I want to connect with you, with a community, cause we are not alone, no one should feel alone in this world. I want to create something that can evolve and move along side the people that need this kind of hope.

I just want to help in some way.

I want to give you hope in finding the answers that you seek in your life, cause I know the pain of not knowing. There is no community here, so I’m creating one somewhere else.

Thank you, for just being here.

This is me (us), surviving.