Hi!

Welcome to byLeigha! To anyone that doesn’t know me, I am Leigha. 😜 I suffered a lot during childhood, but I’ve also created a lot of suffering for myself (and others) in adulthood. Over the past few years, I’ve been uncovering and exploring parts of my past and how they relate to my current life. I am continuously peeling back layers of myself and examining with a curious eye. A curious eye that weeps at the goodness just as it does sorrow. 

I typed my first story when I was around 13 years old. I sat at a big, boxy desktop in the living room with my family in the den. It was only a couple of pages long, but I was proud. I printed it out so I could let everyone read it.It was a very dramatic short story about a man, his wife and their live-in housekeeper. The man had an affair with the housekeeper and the wife killed her. Or maybe it was the other way around? Regardless, my mother’s response fits. “What on earth made you come up with that”?

Perhaps the countless hours of Law and Order SVU that we watched. Or, just maybe, I was the murderer. The one that felt so abandoned they were driven to extreme lengths. Writing was my outlet and I leaned heavily on metaphors. There is something about words coming together, taking you places you’ve never been. They provoke thoughts you’ve never thought to think. They pull emotions forward and they heal broken hearts. Words are everything to me. But I still struggle to put them in order. I know there are some remarkable pieces and I wish I could place them all together neatly. Maybe I will one day. For now, I’ll continue to keep it short and sweet. 

I hope you enjoy what you read here. I hope it provokes thoughts and feelings you’ve never experienced before. And I hope you cultivate those thoughts and feelings into something beautiful for yourself. 

<3 Leigha