I have an amazing friend who stabbed me in the back today. Literally. Multiple times, in fact... She's still an amazing friend, believe it or not. You see, I was kinda asking for it, really... Like when you're texting with your friend and say: "Hey, it's your day off work and I'm just studying all… Continue reading Friends Who Stab You In The Back
When I reopened this blog, it was my intention to write on a regular basis. Part of this desire was to give myself a place to be open, comfortable, and creative at a time when I have no other opportunity to do that. I haven’t blogged for a week now, and the biggest reason for… Continue reading Self-Compassion: Part 1
Is this based on a true story? she asked in mild disbelief as she stroked the cover of my lightly worn novel. She was holding my copy of Wild By Cheryl Strayed, which I had just finished reading moments earlier. Yes, I replied in confirmation of her suspicions. Wow. Would you ever consider doing something… Continue reading Could I Ever be Wild?
Yesterday I did some therapeutic shopping. Not only did I spent a lot of money, but I spent it on stuff that I really didn't need. That's not to say that I won't use it... I just don't need it. I primarily bought workout clothes: a wind breaker, long sleeved running shirts, capri pants, sweaters, and… Continue reading Expensive Therapy