As Simple As A List
*****NSFW language**** You’ve been warned. Let’s be fucking real for a second. Life ain’t easy. A “normal” (whatever that is anymore) day is complicated. Throw whatever extra shit into the mix you want, and you […]
#selfcare
The Silver Lining of COVID-19
I walked in the door to an unfamiliar sight in recent memory. My landlord/friend was parked at his desk wrapped up in a sweatshirt and blanket. He just got home from a seven-week business trip […]
Doing Nothing Does Something
Some of you likely had a conniption reading that title. How does one do nothing and do something simultaneously? It is like dividing by zero. It is impossible. No, it’s not. It can be done. […]
Grace Over Guilt
By far, I am my own worst critic. I am notorious for self-deprecation. Given my long trauma history, black-and-white thinking, and unrealistic expectations of myself, it’s easy to go down that rabbit hole. Personally, I […]
The Benefits of Having a Pet Companion
Now that I have lured you in with an absolutely adorable picture of a golden retriever, I would like to introduce you to Butler. Although he is not technically my dog (belongs to my landlord), […]
Another Hit
Feeling disheartened this week. After thinking I had my health under control, it decided to throw two middle fingers in my face. Two weeks ago, my stomach had a familiar nauseous feeling. The bouts of […]
Guilt Ridden
Fibromyalgia. I write about this topic far too much on this blog, or so it feels. However, today’s piece isn’t so much focused on the symptoms or recent flare up, as much as it is […]
I Can’t Even.
Fridays are for fun! My idea of fun this last Friday was driving an hour to meet with my accountant and do my taxes at 8:30 in the morning. Friday? More like Fri-yay! Am I […]
Sometimes You Just Need to Slow Down
I’ve been burning the candle at both ends. I actively took steps to alleviate stress, engage in self-care, and utilize my support system. However, it might have been too little too late. To no one’s […]
I. Am. Enough.
This week kicked my ass metaphorically and literally. The shit show started off with a stomach bug that knocked me on my ass. For 48 hours, I was bedridden and blowing chunks. I could not […]