I haven’t been on here since February and it feels like just yesterday. It is incredible how so much heartache and so much growth can happen in a few short months. I’m still working through all my demons. Some days I am brilliant. Other days I pull myself out of bed. I’m still a little… Continue reading My Return
Can someone please tell me the difference? Maybe there is no difference. Maybe the rage is the trigger for the anxiety? Or does the anxiety trigger the rage? Either way, there is a catalyst propelling change in an arguably unpleasant outcome. Have you ever thought about it this way — the other driver(s) has no clue… Continue reading Road Rage vs. Road Anxiety
Do you ever need someone? The type of need that forces one last breath without their presence? Without them you know your lungs will collapse. As your chest rises and falls, you know within each tenth of a second how acutely aware you are that you cannot have them. Worse? The fact that you cannot do… Continue reading Without You
Everything happens for a reason. I’ve never met You but I know the truths that I believe in. I pray to You once in a while and I know You don’t judge me for not doing it daily or not attending church every Sunday (more like once every three months). You love every man the… Continue reading The One Who Holds the Stars
… I will never regret. Each moment. Each judgement. Each subjective opinion. Each comparison. All the jokes, giggles, sexy looks, agreement on physical appearances of others, our mutual love of Capt. Morgan’s or Skittles or Sex on the Beach. All those transparent conversations about sex and debates regarding the best way to have sex. You… Continue reading I Will Never Forget…
I try. I really do. I made myself get out of bed this morning. I made myself get ready to go to work. Then I fell to my knees crying. When you have a medication “cocktail” going on in your brain (Mental Health Genetic Test), there isn’t much to do. Or that you can do.… Continue reading Brain Voices
Who are we to judge others when no one is perfect? Sorry to bust your bubble but you aren’t perfect either. If you WERE perfect then you’d be God. Oh my goodness, are you God? Didn’t think so… On my way to work this morning, I saw a woman jogging on the side of the… Continue reading Rethink Judgement.