New Year’s Resolutions never really work for me, but I do want to change and improve my life before I turn 30 on May 23rd. I had a list of things that were mostly fun that I wanted to do before I turned 30, and a friend pointed out (shamed me) that they were more-or-less… Continue reading Freaking 30
I don’t know what to do. My brain and my body feel like they’re imploding on themselves. I have had a headache for days, heartache for years. I’m broken, but I know I’m not. I feel totally inadequate. And then I remember someone was going to trust me to watch her children (whom she loves)… Continue reading I Wrote My Way Out
Thanks to the WordPress app I can write this tiredly as I lay in bed. I don’t really need to write anything but I don’t want to ruin my streak. Today I’m thinking about how we get more original content. We can say we don’t want remakes and all that, but they make money so… Continue reading Original
The one thing I regret (I try not to spend much of my life regretting, but it happens often) from my struggles with mental and physical health is being afraid to even try. I would say no to things because I didn’t feel like I was up to the task. What I wish I had… Continue reading Some is Better than None
I’m laying in bed at midnight. I gave myself permission to go to bed at 9:00 p.m. tonight even though I had more to do. But I can’t sleep. So I wanted to talk about giving yourself permission. There’s a theory, that I’d link to if I wasn’t writing this on my phone, that talks… Continue reading Permission
Trigger warning: More suicide talk. Okay, ten minutes. I’ve been on a roll-ish with this but tonight I’m drawing a blank. I want to talk about suicide, but everyone else already is…And I want to have a solution, but I don’t have one. If I’m being totally honest with myself, which I usually am not,… Continue reading life.
Here we go. I wanted to write about this when I was totally healed and good and there was a happy ending because I like happy endings. But, we’re going to go with a sort of content somewhere-in-the-middle. I have a condition called Vaginismus. It rhymes with Christmas, but it’s not even close to joyful.… Continue reading Rhymes with Christmas