I’ve been crying a lot. A lot of time has been spent processing through hurt and the harm that had built up like plaque between two teeth. There does not seem to be a timestamp on the hurt or harm. There isn’t much in the way of attached memories. These feelings just rise up and […]Read more "Somehow"
I’d go so far as to tell you that I’m pretty stellar at balancing the changes, both good and bad, that have rolled my way, not to mention riding through the ambiguity and uncertainty with a balanced, caring and positive attitude, when I’m not venting my spleen in a dark pool of acknowledgement and processing . Well, apparently I’m hitting a wall […]Read more "Just one thing!"
I’m furious that my house is dirty. I’m furious that I don’t have a dishwasher and the dishes seem to be a never ending pile on the tiny fucking counters. I’m furious that my children have no concept of “too far”. I’m furious that no one knows how to respect my fucking boundaries, including my […]Read more "Every Little Thing"
It is noted that I weigh about 17 pounds heavier than I weighed on my wedding day. As Jae and I count down the hours to the 13th anniversary of our wedding day, I have been doing a lot of reflecting on emotional, physical and relationship health. This year has been a really stressful test […]Read more "Overview"
Today I went to an interview with a university program – I answered the four or five questions the interviewer had for me, and then asked an additional 45 minutes of him, trying to eek out exactly what the parameters of the program are and how I can be most successful in maintaining the delicate […]Read more "Asking, for a friend…."
I’m going to share a fun fact. Every time i write here, I have to search for my password. Every. Time. I change it periodically, but I don’t know why I bother, since my brain’s concocted a brilliant way to ensure I preview my posts so they’re a little more coherent. I digress. I […]Read more "Collaborating and Deciphering"
*rubs forehead* I’m feeling rough, friends. I am in a good mood. I’d dare call this emotional state “happy”. It shares a space with “emotionally exhausted”, but like a freight train, I see an end result I am attracted to, and I am driven to manifest it. I feel like I zigged only to […]Read more "Transparency"