I need a vacation. Not like an actual vacation, though a white beach, blue water, and a hammock with some shade would be nice (bonus points for a refreshing beverage). No, what I really need is time away from the stress and worries of my everyday life, away from all the chaos at work, away… Continue reading calgon, take me away
The past week, my life has been crazy. Not just crazy-busy, but full-on crazy. My boss–who I’ve been working for since January—turned in his notice. Somehow, I managed not to cry, but I’m far from happy over it, although I respect his decision, and his reasons. They jerked him around for months, overworked him, forced… Continue reading enough or too much?
I don’t really have anything specific to talk about today. But maybe a little bit of venting is in order… Don’t you hate it when things are looking up, or at least seem to be improving, and then the bottom falls out of everything? Me, too. Things at my job have been so crazy–attitudes from… Continue reading and then there were none
Two things makes me say this: 1) As I mentioned last week, one of my friend got kicked out by her brother and had nowhere to go. I went and picked her up, so she’s staying with me. Tuesday morning, she had a bad asthma attack and I had to call 911. She ended up… Continue reading people suck
There’s been a lot going on lately. I’m dealing with some emotional issues related to the ex that I (might) feel like talking about soon. For now, here’s the gist of conversations I’ve had recently with Super Mom and The Saint…. *** Why are we always trying to lose weight? Obviously, because we need to. … Continue reading fat is a security blanket
It’s been a while since I posted here. I’ve been busy. Doing what, you might ask (or I might ask myself)? Um…..stuff. Yeah. That’s it. Stuff. So there. Okay, so I don’t really know what I’ve been doing, I just know I’ve been busy. Even though this week was spring break, I’m tired. Really tired. … Continue reading Hello, Sunshine!
Dear Superman: (No, he doesn’t read this blog, he doesn’t even know of its existence. This is just a form of personal therapy, a way to get these thoughts out of my head and find some sort of closure, even if it’s only in my own mind.) Hey. It’s me. You know, the one you… Continue reading to someone that I used to know…
You know, getting past the depression is one thing. The meds are helping with that. Prayer is helping with that. Living more mindfully is helping with that. But how do you get past the memories? Lately they’ve been grabbing me by the ankles and yanking me down into brief moments of sadness. It’s almost like… Continue reading how do you get past the memories?
You know, sometimes, I really shouldn’t be allowed out in public. Seriously. My game face, well, it’s just not always that good. So, last night, Baby Brother and I went out with my Other Brother (Baby Brother’s best friend, whom I haven’t seen in probably a year), Other Brother’s girlfriend, and two friends of theirs.… Continue reading I’m the fashion police, didn’t you know?
You know what the best part about not being depressed anymore is? (Okay, not the BEST part, but certainly a perk.) Not wanting to strangle my fellow students every single time one of them does something stupid. I don’t like stupid people. Heck, I don’t like people in general. (Yes, I know it’s a problem.… Continue reading personal growth means not wanting to strangle someone