I don’t feel like I have much to say. I hope everyone is well and safe. It’s a very slow empty time. Sad, since I want to start blogging more but there’s nothing new to write about
Happy new year everyone! I hope Santa was kind to you. May this year bring joy, peace, relaxation and relief to all ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
I’m going to be 30 tomorrow and I’m not sure how to feel. Thinking how much the world has advanced in STEM is something I’m happy to contemplate. And yet, I fear in this uncertain time we are more divided than ever. That saddens me deeply. Still…can I cheer myself for another year on the mortal coil? Sure why not!!! Hope for a brighter future, whatever it may bring ♥️
I’m back everyone!!! After 3 years away (long story involving getting locked out of my account) *stretch* it feels amazing to be back. I’m older and wiser (maybe) but I look forward to getting back to blogging
I finished my administrative office management program back at the end of January. I was voted “Most Professional” by all my peers. I got my MOS certification for Microsoft Word and in three weeks I’m going to take my Excel certification. I’m nervous but excited. After that I have to study for Outlook and PowerPoint. In addition I’m going to keep plugging along in professional development pursuits. I hope you guys had a nice Easter 🙂
I hope everyone has a lovely holiday season. I wish I could apologize for me lack of posting but as I’ve been very busy in class. I just looked at my stats and noticed how far they’ve dropped 😦 I do prefer quality over quantity but I still feel sorry that there hasn’t been many goings on around here
These past few days have been a whirlwind of emotions and realizations. On Monday, I started a course that is two weeks of resume tweaking and cover letter writing. The remaining eight weeks are administrative skills learning. Honestly, at first I was apprehensive, scared and felt frustrated. For me with my issues it’s been hard to get and keep a job. But now I feel like things are turning around. I feel a sense of cautious hope and I want to do everything I can to be someone potential employers want 🙂 I hope you guys are doing well and I’m off to sleep.
So I’ve been pondering going back to school to get an associates degree. I could do a gen ed degree where I only have 7 classes I need to take, sadly some of which I have zero interest in. The other option is to get a degree in something I actually want to study 🙂 I’m kind of torn in a way. I still have time to think about it though. How’ve you guys been?
Did you miss me? I’m laying here with all these rambling thoughts and I thought I’d check in and try to start posting again 🙂 I was also thinking about posting in general whether it be on Facebook, twitter, other social networks, or here and that too for me thinking that if you want to keep reading my blog, I should post interesting stuff.
My life has been in a state of normalcy with the occasional hiccup here and there. I quit my volunteer position and though it was with a heavy heart and an unsure future that I did so, I feel at peace. Is that weird?
I’ve been applying for jobs and weirdly it’s been kind of fun. It’s making me realize I might want to go back to school.
Well it’s fall so get warm with cider, fires, hoodies and jumping in the leaves ❤
It’s been a long time since I last posted. With all the mishmash of bad things in the news mixed with the politics, I just don’t feel like trying to talk about something like that. Yes, they are important issues but the last thing I want is a political free for all and fights with words strewn across my blog.
World of Warcraft: Legion pre-patch just released and normally I’d be playing it but my gaming heart belongs to another…Elder Scrolls Online:Tamriel Unlimited. There’s loads more to do than I think WoW ever had during the run I had with it. Ive been throwing my free time into it and honestly? I feel much happier with it. Not only is there lots to do but the story is more immersive to me, the lines between good and evil aren’t as clear cut and to me there’s more to think about than just running from quest giver to quest giver.
I’ve had some big thoughts in the morning concerning myself on a deep level as I try to connect with the world outside myself. I feel as I get older I have (or I try to have) a deeper understanding of things around me that I rarely had to think of growing up. I fear it has made me more cynical and wary of others but also more true to myself and knowing with whom I should associate myself.
I hope you all are doing well and I’m unapologetic about my lack of posting, only that I believe quality is better by all means than quantity 🙂 I hope you’re enjoying your summer (or winter for those in the southern hemisphere)
I love this so much. I think this is what I need to start searching for 🙂 I mean happiness is fleeting
Life sometimes wallops us on the back side.
Have you ever found that? Actually more often than not you are just amiably piloting your way through the maze of your life and with no warning you get a fat slap on your rear end that sends you careening through the hedge to the other side of who knows where.
There you sit – aching seat side,totally confused and bewildered. I have to actually chuckle because a few years ago I thought that was just totally not on. How dare we get a butt whacking when we are seeking after everlasting happiness … the nerve of it.
Here is the kicker though – and not in the butt or maybe that is exactly what it is – life is not about finding happiness.
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Happy Easter everyone 🙂 I hope the bunny has been good to you. Today is Jazzys first Easter and I love how much that makes me feel fuzzy and happy 🙂
I have a lot to update you on, I hope your March is going well. It will be the start of spring soon (though we’re forecasted to get snow this weekend). I got a hamster roughly a month ago. Jazzy is the cutest little Syrian. From the time I got her she’s a little over 2 months old 🙂 She resides in a 35 gallon bin cage and she spends a lot of time running on her wheel. She takes treats from my hand and lets me pet her. She loves apples and melons. I love her to pieces and I want the best for her always.
Last week I got a notification. Sadly I didn’t notice till now. It’s been four years since I registered here on WordPress. I’ve made lots of friends, followed many inspiring blogs, and made a little niche for myself here. Despite how barren and empty it may seem as I haven’t felt anything post worthy in a while, I hope you’ll continue to follow me.
Society and its demands of the populous has reached a peak of ridiculousness and it must be stopped.
- Where does it say anywhere that a woman or a man for that matter must like boys or girls romantically or sexually? Despite the fact that gay marriage is now legal in the USA, many people continue to make a stink about it. Homosexuality, heterosexuality, asexuality, all types of sexuality and gender definition are perfect! People are who they are and their decisions shouldn’t be any one elses opinion except for those they trust if they feel like talking about it. It doesn’t effect you!! Who are you to say two gays can’t marry, or for that matter that anyone has to get married?! If you don’t like it, keep it to yourself instead of trying to poison the human race with your bigotry and stupidity.
- SHOW ME WHERE THE FUCK IN THE CONSTITUTION OR BILL OF RIGHTS IT SAYS WOMEN HAVE TO DRESS A CERTAIN WAY. Regardless of how a woman dresses, getting raped or assaulted is never her fault. She wasn’t asking for it. Not in the way she looked, acted, or was dressed. It’s the mans fault and always will be. Men are pigs. They can’t keep it in their pants and being taught or drilled into their heads by society that it’s ok to rape or assault anyone is not ok by any means!!!!!
- Vaccinating your kids. Public and private schools require you to vaccinate your kids before they can be enrolled. That’s just the way it is. If you don’t want to vaccinate your kids for whatever reason, you should realize you’re doing them way more harm than good.Until you agree to vaccinate your kids, they won’t be gettin an education through any public or private school system. So get ready to homeschool them!
- Voting. It is a right through the constitution and you should preform your civic duty for the good of the nation. Your opinion counts and is considered greatly. We live in a democracy where the government is chosen by the people, for the people. Without votiong, there would be anarchy. Ultimately it’s your decision of course but you should understand the mistake you’re making by not voting.
- Politics. Regardless of any research you may have, DO NOT SHOVE YOUR VIEWS DOWN ANYONES THROAT!!!! You may however, engage in a respectful no holds barred debate.
- Abortion. this is a tricky subject as we all have our views. Myself personally, I have a mixed opinion. For one: abortion is murder. Why would you want to murder the thing growing inside you? Over those months you’ll get very attached. The flipside to this is if a woman is raped. You’ll have anger, feelings of hopelessness and invasion. You may feel as though you can’t live with a constant memory of what happened to you. You may wish to abort your baby. This is your decision and no one elses and that’s ok.
Of my Top Ten most viewed posts in 2015, six of them were posted in the eighteen months before. This could mean that a large amount of what I created last year was rubbish. Or, (as I like to put a positive slant on things), it could be because these six particular posts remain relevant […]
Those of you who follow me on Pinterest may have noticed the amount of things I regularly re-pin on my ‘Desserts’ board. In fact, I can quite easily spend hours salivating over beautiful recipes, making a promise to myself that one day, I would actually bother to try them. Unfortunately, I’m no Nigella, and while […]
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Over the three and a half years I’ve had this blog I’ve realized big things. I’ve learned a lot about myself, about others, about the way we see each other. Many times I’ve though of giving up on this blog, scrapping it, and starting anew. I guess I’m tired of not being authentic, of censoring myself, of all the doctoring I do constantly. A few of the blogs I follow have touched on this themselves and I guess it’s their way of saying that they’re passing the torch and so it’s my turn.
I have these words inside me screaming to come out. I want to be an open book. I’m tired of censoring myself. I may lose followers (I hope not) but it’s a risk I’m willing to take.
I won’t bore you with the way most stories start “Once upon a time” and ending with a hearty “And they lived happily ever after”. No that’s not how this is going to go. Sit down, grab some coffee because this is going to be quite a ride!
Stories start with “once upon a time” and end with “And they lived happily ever after” or something similar but this isn’t a story. I can’t just snap my fingers and make everything OK.
I had a relatively happy childhood (as told to me by my mother). That’s how you know this post is going to get deep. Like 7 ways to Sunday, 6 feet under deep. Let this sink in… I don’t remember much of my childhood. I remember weird things like the color of my baby blanket, what laying in the cold tube of a CT scan machine felt like, the colors in the rooms of the house my grandparents owned in upstate New York. Stuff like that. Weird considering I was only three at the time.
The first concrete thing I remember after that?…
My mom owned a little gift shop in the center of town. (I think of it as the center of town anyway) She sold candles, jewellery, glass pieces, candles, toys for kids, etc. Sometimes I’d go in after school and help out. Understand, I couldn’t do much but I’d organize candles on shelves and put price tags on things. It was awesome, tons of fun.
After that? Nothing vivid or in color until I was thirteen. My parents were fighting and eventually got divorced (though I don’t remember much of the fighting). I had two hutches and I remember seeing them both as I got ready for bed one night and the next morning one was gone. I kid you not. For some reason that’s the memory I have but that isn’t how it happened, at least to my knowledge.
Then the eight years of emotional, narcissistic, physical, and at times bordering on sexual (incredibly inappropriate) abuse began. Why would someone who is supposed to care about me do such a thing? When people ask if I have a dad, I say no but I do have a biological father. He and my abuser are one in the same.
When I turned 21, I left his house. Best decision I ever made. Unfortunately, I still worked for him. I should’ve quit my job then too.I wish now that I could block him out. I haven’t spoken to him in over two years.
Now I’m a quarter of a century old. I live with my mom. I’m trying to put my past behind me. Each day I feel like I get further away but sometimes I feel ashamed. This whole thing could have gone differently. I wish I had known then what I know now.
Now you know my story. I didn’t post this looking for sympathy. I posted it to show that below the facade of my posts, is the deeper part of me that I need to bring to the surface.
My mom and I had been living with a roommate for what was a little over three years. During that time, I learned a lot about myself. Mostly through how our roommate treated and talked to me. She made me realize that my brain injury at birth is not something to be ashamed of (though I did feel ashamed during her stay). Sometimes she made me feel overly irritated and indignant. It made me realize I’m single because I WANT to be. Trying to deal with extroverts and people in general is rather difficult for me because I’m so guarded. I’m tired of people thinking that talking down to me is OK, or that I’m “slow” Despite the fact that I’m overly guarded and may make a person think I’m cold and uncaring, that couldn’t be further from the truth. I’m just tired of assumptions, I’m tired of people looking down at me, trying to talk to me and seeing that if I can’t grasp a concept there must be something wrong with me.
I may not be incredibly intelligent but that doesn’t give you the right to flaunt your know how about something and tell me my opinion doesn’t matter or that I’m wrong. That also doesn’t give you the right to sound so shocked that I may not know something.
There’s a reason why I choose to not be around people much. I don’t trust easily and I’m sick of being babied. I’m tired of people thinking I’m slow or that I don’t understand things. That doesn’t mean don’t talk to me!
Don’t be convinced that just because I may not understand something, it means I don’t have an opinion or you’re automatically right by default. I have an opinion! I may not have facts to back it up but I’m wise in some ways beyond my years. Before dismissing me, realize I may be right once in a while
I passed 400 posts few weeks ago, but I didn’t notice till now! I know I rarely have much to say these days. I feel like I have to censor and leave things out. Not get too personal. I miss being able to get deep into things like I did back when I started. I’m going to try harder to get back to the beginnings normalcy. I don’t like censorship and leaving things out because I want to be honest about myself.
Almost twelve hours into the new year and I’m cuddled up on the couch while my cat sleeps at my feet. I don’t know what this year will bring but I know I want to become a better person than I was last year. This year, as is every year is full of possibilities and wonder. Here we should take time from every day to pause and reflect on how we feel, where we came from, and where we are going. Our goals shouldn’t be a destination but a journey. Remember always (I wish I could take my own advice), that you are enough. Of course we should all try to improve ourselves but when we feel hopeless and down we should all remember that we are enough.
I unsubbed from WoW till Legion hits. I’m kind of sad about it but I only had it so I could post on the forums. Lately I haven’t felt any reason to log in. I’ll see everyone when Legion hits 🙂
I have pretty much stopped blogging altogether. I’m not happy about it and I’m sure none of you as my loyal readers are either. That said, the rest of this month and for as long as this blog shall exist, I won’t be posting say 30 posts a month like I was back when I started blogging. I’ve been in a stasis because quality is better than quantity. When I write, I don’t want my posts clogging your feed because I want my posts to be well thought out and planned ahead rather than me treating it like some people do with Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram posting every five minutes.
I feel it will be better all around 🙂 I love you all who have stuck with me and for your continued support. Have a lovely holiday season and a happy new year 🙂
Happy December everyone 🙂 I’ve had a very great year but it hasn’t come without its bumps. I’ve persevered time and time again though. I hope everyone has a great holiday
I discovered something frightful. More frightening than turning the clocks back one hour. I’m almost to 3000 views and I haven’t posted anything meaningful in a long time. Back when I started my blog my thoughts were more free-flowing and I knew I had more to say that you always like to read about. Thought provoking posts always inclued a lot of comments, discussion and interesting thoughts as well
This post just showed up on my reader but unfortunately I couldn’t reblog it directly. I’ve been having really big Epiphanys for years but I never thought about it really like this.
Happy October. The leaves are turning, it’s getting nippy out, hot cocoa and apple cider. Pumpkin in all forms 🙂 have a great holloween everyone!
There’s the word “gay” meaning happy or attracted to someone of the same sex. There’s also the world “lesbian” which is the female connotation of “gay” related to being attracted to someone of the same sex. Why?
Say the word “lesbian” don’t put a tone to it or a pitch just say it normally. How does it sound? Now do the same thing with “gay”. How does that sound?
Were you able to say either word without putting a tone on it?
“Gay” is all encompassing while “Lesbian” is tied specifically to females.
Why can’t we all just say if we’re gay and not have the gender attached but more all encompassing?
I’d love to say happy September since I haven’t posted in a while. Considering the day for Americans though, I hope you don’t mind if I skip the pleasantries.
Today marks the 14th anniversary of the September 11th attacks back in 2001.
It’s odd in a way that I remember where I was when this happened. I was in 4th grade. It was 9:15 in the morning and the announcement just came on explaining what tragedy had befallen New York City.
Stunned silence followed. It felt like you could hear a pin drop. After that, the teachers still taught but there was none of the mildly loud voices teachers sometimes need to use to be heard over the din of students.
Each year, we should remember by flying flags and half mast and having a moment of silence to be respectful of the many lives lost that day
This post spoke deeply to me. I couldn’t reblog it outright but here’s the link to read if anyone is interested. To have to rebuild yourself from the ground up is inexplicably difficult. I feel like each day I have to do that just so I can feel at peace with myself. Unfortunately, for me that good feeling is really hard to keep. Each time I feel like I’m getting closer, it slips from my fingers like water you try to cup and keep cradled in your hands.
Do you ever get a feeling deep in your gut that you can’t explain? Like you feel empty and withdrawn because you need that time to figure things out, but yet you want more…something. More fulfilling things to do?
I’ve been getting into the very popular World of Warcraft. It has over 7 million accounts from people all over the world.
It feels like the closeness I want with relationships but none of the drama. It’s a nice feeling.
Still I feel like things are missing in my life. I can play WoW for hours and feel weirdly accomplished with my virtual self which makes me feel marginally accomplished with my real self.
I don’t want, and know I won’t turn into a 24/7 gamer but at least when you’re in a game that has danger, adventure, friendships, relationships and beyond (ok the occasional asshole too) it helps you get away and give yourself that mental break from the bigger problems. Of course you do get the added benefit of learning to multitask 🙂
I have plugged the URLs of the blogs I follow that aren’t WordPress blogs into the blogs I follow and all but one can be added to my reader 😀
~ by Amy L.
To My Present Self –
I know right now you feel scared and lost. I know that the amount of pain you are in feels unbearable and you are scared to experience your feelings.
I know that right now you are afraid of the deep depression that you think you may go into if you stop and allow yourself to grieve it all. I promise you one day this will all make sense. I promise that you aren’t going through this in vain. There is a light at the end of the tunnel and I promise that you will get there.
You have all the tools, remember to use them. Don’t use alcohol, work, or other men as a way to escape. Please have patience with yourself; your soul is going through a transition. Reach out and connect with people when you need help. You are worth…
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Abusive relationships often reshape your entire belief system. If you are like most victims of narcissistic abuse, you experienced a distorted sense of reality throughout the majority of the relationship with your partner. When your partner’s alternating sweetness and rage suddenly defied everything you believed about him or her, you experienced an internal conflict known as cognitive dissonance. This created great self-doubt about your ability to predict a partner’s abusive potential in the future. As human nature asserts, you began to seek ways to remove the cognitive dissonance, most likely by denial.
How Emotional Abuse Creates Cognitive Dissonance
Prior to the abusive relationship, you always thought you were not the type to fall under somebody’s psychological manipulation, but you did. When your awareness of the relationship first changed from feeling loved to feeling mistreated, you may have told yourself that he or she was just in a bad mood…
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Or so I’d like to think. I find myself stripped. The core of who I am, unable to hide from your searching gaze and soft smile. Something I used to both really hate and something I loved and needed. I pull my coat tighter thinking somehow that will shield my soul from the things I never wanted you to find out for fear you’d see me differently. A woman who has endured more than she ever should have to. Meeting your gaze tentatively, I feel a shiver quake through my body and I bite my lip slightly dropping my gaze to the table, trying to discern a pattern in the dots that fleck its scratched surface. I quickly blink back the tears that are threatening to fall and feel all the old memories come back in flashes.
I never wanted us to part. I withdrew into myself for a time, losing all the people who I thought were friends to their inability to be there for the person who needed it the most and couldn’t find the words.
Written while listening to a remake of the Scientist by Coldplay. Remake done by Aimee Mann
Honestly, I’ve never been as excited in my entire life. This is a friend who was a second mother to me. She followed me through school until I graduated in 2009. Unfortunately, we lost touch for a long period. Next Thursday we’ll be catching up over breakfast. I am very happy and quite hopeful 🙂
Here ya’ll go
Swearing varies a lot from place to place, even within the same country, in the same language. But how do we know who swears what, where, in the big picture? We turn to data – damn big data. With great computing power comes great cartography.
Jack Grieve, lecturer in forensic linguistics at Aston University in Birmingham, UK, has created a detailed set of maps of the US showing strong regional patterns of swearing preferences. The maps are based on an 8.9-billion-word corpus of geo-coded tweets collected by Diansheng Guo in 2013–14 and funded by Digging into Data. Here’s fuck:
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Yesterday was my biological fathers birthday. I haven’t spoken to or seen him in two years. I can’t call him dad because he never acted like a dad to me. Sure we played cards and had some good times, but that doesn’t erase all the horrible things he did. So to me, yesterday was just another day
Recovering from narcissistic and emotional abuse can seem like an ordeal of the most grievous kind.
You may have endured months of struggle and suffering without knowing if you’re making any progress because the pull to go back remains strong. You miss the moments under your abuser’s sway because, in your traumatized mind, cognitive dissonance and memories of so-called “good times” cloud your objectivity.
How do you know where you stand on your road to recovery? Victory isn’t always in-your-face. Arriving as a survivor of narcissistic abuse comes in waves, even ripples, but if you experience the following seven signs, you can feel gratified knowing that healing is within your reach.
1) You’ve begun to appreciate that self-care is something you need to participate in consistently. Not only because you are healing from emotional abuse, but because healthy people in general understand the importance of putting on their oxygen…
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Today I went to a tattoo artist, and for $60 I let a man with a giant Jesus-tattoo on his head ink a semi-colon onto my wrist where it will stay until the day I die. By now, enough people have started asking questions that it made sense for me to start talking, and talking about things that aren’t particularly easy.
We’ll start here: a semi-colon is a place in a sentence where the author has the decision to stop with a period, but chooses not to. A semi-colon is a reminder to pause and then keep going.
In April I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. By the beginning of May I was popping anti-depressents every morning with a breakfast I could barely stomach. In June, I had to leave a job I’d wanted since I first set foot on this campus as an incoming freshmen because of my mental…
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Happy July and happy 4th to all my US readers. I hope it was relaxing yet festive:)
Stop looking for a knight in shining armor. You want a knight in beat up armor. They’ve fought. A knight in shining armor has done nothing
On a note: today is a happy day all over the USA. SCOTUS has made it official that gay marriage is legal in all 50 states.
As you can see now I’ve changed my theme to make it easier to read and to me it looks prettier. What do you all think? Comments, Questions?
If you are a Sims player, visit here http://penguin-party.boards.net for good conversation and honest banter and debate. The forum is independent of EA, and they foster a kind and honest environment and welcome all kinds of Sims players, whatever games they love-we even have sections for all the side games too! So go check it out and tell them I sent you 🙂
Everyone should read this article!!!
When asked if someone can be a big douche my reply is anyone can you just have to want it. Also is there a coffee drinkers anonymous? I might be addicted. On that note, here sleep for ten hours, you’ll have tons of energy. *Wakes up* Here and drink this coffee it’ll really kick start your energy. *Gets to work* WHERE THE HELL IS MY ENERGY???
It’s hard to admit, but…
You’ve been lying to yourself about your partner.
There’s an ever-widening gap between the person you want him to be and the person he really is. You have an idea of what constitutes a healthy relationship, yet you forgive your partner when he commits serious relationship grievances because, after all, he’s not all bad.
It started out small, didn’t it? You caught him in a “minor” lie, but he had a somewhat reasonable explanation for it. When you put two and two together, his justification seemed sensible, so it changed from being a lie to a “slight misunderstanding”.
Then, when it kept happening, he turned your attention away from the fact that he was lying to your being “suspicious, needy, and insecure”. So that when you’d catch him in another lie, he’d simply rage about your always watching his every move and how he couldn’t…
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2+2=4 right? And no I didn’t suddenly forget the answer. I’m using this equation to ask a philosophical question. Some questions only have one right answer. Why is that? We are taught to think for ourselves so until we learn for example that 2+2 does in fact equal 4, couldn’t we, to ourselves say it equals say…6 or something? Or let’s say you (the reader) and someone else (your friend) are having a discussion and you both look to me for advice or my opinion. Why if when it’s a disagreement would you ask me who’s right and then get mad at me because I didn’t tell you what you wanted to hear? I am an introvert and as a result I don’t talk much. When you are talking to me, I don’t talk much because in my mind I’m busy putting the pieces together to form a full and informed opinion based on my understanding of the situation. There should never be anything wrong with that. So why does society insist so much on leading us to conclusions? In the law that’s called “Leading the witness” and that’s when and “Objection” will be raised. So stop leading and expecting me to follow. I will draw my own conclusions.
I’ve been spending the last week playing Nancy Drew games and it’s renewed my love of the series. 🙂 On a morbid side note are graves six feet deep so that’s what they mean when they say someone needs to be six feet under?
I love my family. I really do. Sometimes however, I feel like I’m 2 years old. I don’t have the words to express how I feel about certain things and it’s really frustrating because I can be very eloquent and yet my feelings are so backwards and I can’t make sense of them myself. If I can’t make sense of things myself how am I supposed to explain them to others? I keep trying to tell myself that feeling more than one emotion about a situation is normal but it feels like my brain can’t compute when I feel more than one emotion. Nothing is black and white but I want it so much to be black and white so I don’t have to deal with all this nonsense of conflicting feelings and junk. Awesome…just needed to rant
I’ve been around but I haven’t had any big breakthroughs that I’ve wanted to write about. How’ve you all been?
Covert narcissism (or any covert, cluster B personality disorder) is very difficult to put your finger on. Many people waste years of their lives with covert narcissists trying to figure out what the heck is going on. Once they discover that it could be covert narcissism, they waste further time questioning if it’s really the case or not.
The reason for this is that many of us do not have clear in our minds what abuse is. We often think of abuse as only being physical and don’t clearly define what emotional abuse is. On top of this, covert narcissists are very good at covering up emotional abuse, denying that they are being emotionally abusive and actually projecting it on to you to the point where you doubt your own instincts and start to believe that it is you who has the problem.
Covert emotional abuse is very real and…
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I went to my first blogging conference at the weekend – Blog Camp UK 2015 – that was hosted by the team at Tots100. It was a last minute decision – I discovered the event after it was trending on Twitter at 8.30am, and by 10.00am I had signed up, downloaded a ticket, got myself ready and was standing outside The Studio in the centre of Birmingham.
It was a brilliant experience – there were lots of food, mummy and lifestyle bloggers from all over the UK, eager to participate in the different workshops that were available, from creating a travel blog, working with brands and vlogging, to metrics, monetizing food blogs and eating yourself happy.
One in particular caught my eye, and it turned out to be one of the most inspiring 45 minutes that I’ve experienced in a while. Presented by Becky Goddard-Hill (@babybudgeting) and Penny Alexander (@PennyAlexander_)…
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Do you know how hard that is? When tellings of what a failure you are, how you’ll never amount to anything, put downs. They run through you like a stream of oil. Black ickyness. It’s really sad when someone asks you what your good qualities are, what you like about yourself and you can’t think of anything….*sigh*
There are two types of truths: the one we want to believe, and the real truth.
There have been many situations where I have deceived myself into believing that situations were different to reality. I stayed with a sociopathic ex-boyfriend for far too long because I wanted to believe that he loved me, despite the appalling way that he treated me. I’ve continued with friendships that I knew had changed, simply because of the familiarity I felt and the length of time I had known them. I’ve ignored my intuition and repeatedly allowed myself to be taken advantage of by others on many occasions because I wanted to believe that they were good people, and I’ve found myself being emotionally burnt time and time again.
This self-deception, or even willful…
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After adding up the numbers, I have 150 followers. Thank you all so much! Give yourselves a round of applause! Your continued support means more than words can ever say. On that note, back to sleep I go. Goodnight my dears 😀
What. The. Fuck?
This mother had attention drawn to her a little while back because she would regularly inject her 8 year old with botox. She believed that she was helping her daughter to become a superstar and that later in life with her wrinkle free face she would become a famous singer or actress or celebrity.
The little girl had told the media that she had been crying from the pain at the beginning, but that the pain subsides after a while.
In another of our stories, I brought you the woman who tattooed gang insignia on her screaming baby and just a few days ago some parents were in hot water for dangling their baby, (Michael Jackson style) over a cheetah enclosure in Cleveland USA. Unlike Michael Jackson, they dropped the child!
The cheetahs, having exhibited more class and intelligence than the ‘parents’ (and likely…
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A very hard skill to hone is to be open and candid with others. Our fear of rejection and lack of others caring prevents us from being able to hone such an important life skill. How will people know what we are thinking and really feeling if we don’t talk to them about it?
Happy birthday love!
No. A vase looks nice. A work of art looks nice. When someone says nice looking people, to me that doesn’t work. To me, nice can refer to the weather or to the day in general as in “have a nice day.” How can a person look nice, unless you mean the clothes they are wearing. Trying to say someone is nice looking and you aren’t talking about their clothes, but their looks (smile, eyes, skin, dimples etc.) is weird to me. Nice in that sense should mainly refer to personality. And how can you tell someone looks like a nice person? I could be a total bitch! Photos don’t change even when the people in them do
To use the word “enjoy” is to me the equivalent of lacy cuffs on sleeves. Itchy and it’s a word that makes me feel sad…it’s weird but it just makes me inwardly cringe
I wouldn’t call myself a feminist. However a feminist shouldn’t really be the word. By definition a feminist is a person who wants the same thing for both genders. Gender equality. I am a sapiosexual meaning I am attracted to people for their intelligence and personality, not their looks really. I believe in waiting until YOU feel the time is right to get married or have sex, drive etc. I will not do these things when society dictates me to. There are laws we live by and that is so we don’t get arrested or go out murdering people on a killing spree. It is so we can live cohesively as a nation and on a smaller scale a state, smaller still a town. We should not have to do things as society dictates because that would mean we all graduate at 18, for example. Some of us it may take longer to finish school. So what if we aren’t the societal definition of “normal?” Is that really a bad thing? If we all did the same things at the same time we would be in a world of sameness with no color, no difference. Is that what we want as a culture?
We should embrace our differences, scream it to the world and learn to understand others rather than shun them. If we all thought we were always right about everything, this is why we have wars going on. We need to embrace and celebrate differences. Not shun them
I don’t feel God did anything or will do anything for me. I’m strong and will do things on my own, make my own decisions, so on so forth and what have you, without any divine help or intervention
I didn’t think I’d ever develop this habit but I guess I’ll share it. With you, people. My darlings. Others. Even my not so darlings. It took me a while to notice this but after the umpteenth time I realised it. It’s horrible but I can’t help it. Or maybe it’s not that horrible and I’m just weird. I’ve been thinking about this for a while. I don’t want to step on toes or anything but I need this out of my system!
Wait, what was that? Stop stalling and spit it out already? FINE. I won’t give you my pretty speech! Impatient brats. Always so rough on me. 😥
But, let’s be serious. When I see something interesting, I’ll start reading it. It turns out to be pretty good, I keep reading and suddenly, out of nowhere “god did this!” and I’m done reading. I hit back space and…
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I’ve been having some very unsettling dreams recently and they’re very vivid. Now here’s my question. What makes a dream a dream and a nightmare a nightmare?
Very moving and deep
Standing still, staring
Unable to think, to move
Taking deep breaths
Finding that courage
Counting to three
Over and over
Open that door
Open that door
Open that door
Hand on the handle
Chanting over and over
Open that door
Don’t be stupid
How bad can it be
You’re still staring
Unable to move
Mind filled with…
Filled with what?
Do you ever think late at night? Those deep thoughts that no one else could possibly understand? I do, a lot. This morning I was thinking about our thoughts. Like orbs swirling around at light speed, like electricity through a wire. When we talk about our thoughts, an orb gets released out into the world. Swirling balls of light and energy. The longer we hold them in the larger the orb gets. When we have a headache, we have too many orbs in our head needing to get out.
I learned this past week that one of my favorite musical artists was admitted to the hospital after being found unconscious in her home on Tuesday afternoon. I found this on Buzzfeed through Facebook. Why am I telling you all this? Because I love music and all artists, however there is a certain amount of guilt and general ickiness they must feel at knowing their name gets plastered all over the tabloids and newspapers. I know they must like preforming for a time but at the same time they want to be in the shadows where their face won’t get plastered just because they bought something at the supermarket. I personally feel ashamed of myself for occasionally picking up a tabloid and leafing through it…
What are your thoughts?
I want to write away my frustrations – put them down on the screen so I can erase them again. But that doesn’t work, does it? Because until I let them loose send them away on the wind, out into the universe where they can get lost in other people’s thoughts–where they can mingle and be part of something else–they keep coming back. My frustrated writings are like boomerangs that I can only catch with my forehead, or like a cuff around the ear. Ever been hit by a frustrated boomerang? I think they twirl faster than regular ones.
So mingle away, frustrations!
I feel better already.
When you were little, did you have a monster underneath your bed? A figment of your imagination? A demon?
You were a child. Your monster was responsibility and growing up and all that comes with it
I don’t blog as much as I used to. I don’t feel creative writing wise anymore. It’s a quiet realization that I’m not happy about. I do appreciate the comments, follows, likes, and the support I’ve received over the three years I’ve been blogging. Lack of discipline and creativity. Everything you all have done does still push me to keep trying. Thank you!
Just so you all know
What the hell is this nonsense?!
Happy belated birthday
Such wisdom and perspective 🙂
Despite dealing with that…monthly evilness all women deal with, I managed to get all my work done and my desk spotless within two hours, and that was after being out for two days for my dentist appointment and my standard day off 🙂 I feel slightly accomplished!
Now only if I could learn to swallow pills, but of course my brain is telling my body “none of that shit”
I love this! Thank you for sharing:)
In happy news today I’m getting more tasks to do at work after finishing shredding ten boxes of stuff in just over two months. Yay!!!
In sad news today we say goodbye to the very talented Leonard Nimoy who made it big in Hollywood with his role as Mr. Spock, the intelligent and philosophical Vulcan on Star Trek. Mr. Nimoy passed away today in his home from COPD, a disease brought on by smoking which he gave up thirty years ago.
Live long and prosper
emotional hangover- when you feel so mixed up in your head regarding your feelings and thoughts on a subject and you ruminate like crazy trying to figure it out because you don’t want to talk and yet you do but can’t find the words to express it verbally. You feel emotionally drained
Wow! How time flies. I’ve been registered here on wordpress for three years and what a wonderful three years it has been. I’ve met so many people and have had many deep and profound philosophical discussions with them. Though I don’t post as much as I did when I first started my blog last August, I’m still thankful nonetheless for the relationships I’ve formed over the years
I don’t have to post a picture to prove anything. My views are my views and it’s too bad if you don’t like it
Facebook is littered with them – memes which state that if you care about something you must prove it by re-posting a picture with a bunch of often grammatically incorrect sentences or misspelled words. Things like, “If you want cancer to cured, re-post this in the next twenty seconds,” or “Share if you think animals have rights too.” Of course I want a cure for cancer to be found, and I certainly can’t stand to hear about animals being mistreated, but I never re-post these things – I don’t feel that I need to prove the way I feel to anyone.
But the one that really gets me are the “children with special needs need to be treated like anyone else” memes.
Like this one:
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This is amazing! Share with all your friends
Ship (verb): to support or have a particular interest in a romantic paring between two characters in a fictional series, often when this relationship is one portrayed by fans rather than depicted in the series itself.
Are you part of a fandom?
Have you ever created a geeky-themed craft or cosplay?
Do you obsess about a character?
Do you fangirl/fanboy squeal when you see adorable pictures of the character and/or actor on pinterest or tumblr?
Have you spent hours of your life immersed in their lives through comics, TV shows, movies, or books?
Do you feel that entitles you to decide the ultimate romantic fate of your favorite character?
Well, we have the app for you!
FanShip is a brand new app that lets you decide and advertise which pairings you’d like to see.
Are you a classic Superman/Lois Lane shipper or are you more of a hardcore Superman/Wonder…
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Another perspective 🙂 thank you
Occasionally I have to work the nerve up to writing where the whole world can see, I’d be lieing if I claimed I didn’t. One of the best ways I’ve found to do that though is through writing where no one sees. I’ve even got a third blog, private, that’s just for me. To write through the nerves, or the lack of ideas, or… whatever else. Because I like writing, but I don’t always have my head in the right place to be speaking from a pulpit in front of others (which is kind of what I do here, whether I think of it that way or not). I need to feel, well, like I’m writing into a void. Like I’m writing to no one at all. Just writing. That’s usually the most enjoyable way I write.
The sharing, the presentation of it, the comments, all come second to that I…
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Hmm. Something to think about
“Breaking up with a Narcissist”. These are common search terms that lead people to Let Me Reach. While I am glad that readers are searching for ways to end their toxic relationships, I usually feel a little anxious for them because I know that “breaking up with a narcissist” is no easy feat.
Generally, when partners of a Narcissist start searching for ways to end the relationship, they often believe that doing so will offer them quick liberation from the agony they’re experiencing. After all, when we feel depressed or anxious, we simply make an appointment with a therapist and he or she will likely prescribe pills to deal with difficult emotions. We can schedule a massage and experience fast relief from pent-up stress. Finding information that we want is as simple as entering search terms into our web browser. Because we live in times where instant gratification is so…
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Happy February! The month of love! What a stupid thing to say hmm? You should love the people who have good intentions and who care about you all year round.
In other news, it’s still early in the year but I already feel I’ve let myself down since I haven’t been writing every day, either in my journal or on my blog.
Enjoy your February everyone 🙂
I want this book
First of all happy new year everyone! I hope your holidays were bright and cheerful.
Secondly, I’m making a lot of changes in my digital life. I’m starting to clean up my Facebook of old friends, past things that shouldn’t be unearthed, that sort of thing. I have a job I’m very lucky and proud to have, an amazing group of coworkers whom I have a great pleasure of knowing and I’m really starting to grow up.
I’m making these changes as I have no interest in partying or overly silly social friendships. By that, I mean I want friends who I can have deep, intellectual discussions with. I don’t want to go to a mall and people watch. I only shop when I absolutely have to or want to treat myself, both of which are seldom unless you count food, books, art supplies.
That’s all that’s new with me. How have all of you been?
What do you guys think if I post my story of survival on my blog? Names would be changed but would you read it? Please comment as I’ve been struggling with this decision. Thank you!
You own everything that happend to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.
– Anne Lamott
we ask that you keep confidentiality for anyone else who may have played a challenging role in your recovery journey. Even if you don’t mention a specific name, be careful that the identity could not be easily inferred due to an immediate relationship, such as parent, etc. This includes facilities and/organizations as well as individuals.
– DBSA’s Guidelines for Life Unlimited Stories
Then, there’s this: I have a tendency to exaggerate. I do not lie, but I am known to have a flair for the dramatic. So when my uncle read my piece about my father’s dementia, he became very alarmed, not knowing that my father is still quite sharp. My dad’s definitely still smarter than your average bear (Yogi Bear reference, for…
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I have one goal so far! I’m going to write every day either on my blog or in my journal. Happy new year to you all! Do you have any resolutions or goals?
A lot has happened to me this year and I need to get it all off my chest. At some point I may do that. A lot of it is rather…dark. I feel like my blog has turned to a big pile of mush since I’ve been transcribing my journal over the past few days.
A journal by nature is private, personal, not for prying eyes but for those who need to write. Maybe I’ll either turn my current blog into a journal or make a new password protected blog.
Hey, it would give me a reason to write every day 🙂
Very true. However, I’ve never been happier as of late. May it continue!
Snow has bloomed across my blog and I’m making plenty of changes. I’m going to start posting a lot more since I have more time and I feel more relaxed, in a writing mood 😀
For healing it’s very important to keep no contact going for as long as you can. Even after the order has expired, have the discipline to keep it going without the help of the legal system.
If you’re reading this article, it’s likely that you’re searching for reasons why No Contact is the best way to sever ties with the Narcissist in your life. You may have already read some material and are now confused with all the conflicting information out there, or perhaps you haven’t yet found anything that resonates with how you’re feeling at the moment.
Perhaps you found suggestions, tips, and reasons such as:
- No Contact gives you the upper hand and the last word
- It’s the most hurtful narcissistic injury you could inflict
- It provides you with much-wanted revenge
- It’s a great form of punishment
- It’s a great way to make the Narcissist miss you
…and the list goes on.
If you’ve been mistreated, discarded, and/or found out your partner has been unfaithful, the above suggestions may seem appealing. However, none of them are good reasons for implementing No Contact.
The best reasons…
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Something that is indeed very true
I remember back when I started my blog and made a name for myself in the little corner of the Internet I call home, I was posting three times a day. As my schedule got busier with school, my posts were maybe two times a week. Now that I’m out of school because I want to work instead, I feel like I should be back to my old schedule of posting. I’m not though, and it’s kind of sad to me. I don’t have my blog for the views really, I just noticed I get a little pang of sadness when I realize how low my views have gotten. Maybe life hasn’t been that interesting as of late. Hmmm…
What are your thoughts on the frequency of postings in a blog?
To everyone who has completed NaBloPoMo and NaNoWriMo, I salute and applaud you. December starts tomorrow and it’s the last month of the year. It seems like just yesterday we were all ringing in the new year! Happy December and enjoy the coziness of snow falling as you curl up in front of the fire with your cinnamon hot cocoa and a good book
I hope you all have a plentiful thanksgiving full of great food and good times with your loved ones!
Thank you everyone for the very insightful comments on my posts and the great discussions we’ve had!
It’s very true. Speak out to anyone until you are heard!!!
I’m writing a book about my life growing up and when I was depressed up to the present day. Since it has my family in it, the names have been changed to respect their privacy. Then I’m going to write others from the other characters points of view as it pertains to growing up with me. What do you think?
Also, I hope you all have a nice thanksgiving holiday!
Very true and inspiring
When your struggling with anything, this is a very important thing that others need to understand
I have always been of the belief that when words fail (and in some circumstances not even words can help) then just being there is enough.
Unfortunately it took the events of the past two weeks to reinforce this belief but I am glad that it did.
So many people have difficulty in expressing what they feel.
They believe that they just don’t have the words or the situation makes them feel uncomfortable so they just pull back and don’t communicate at all.
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I was reminded this morning of my gargantuan crush on Kiefer Sutherland back when I was still a kid. It all but evaporated the minute he (allegedly) cheated on Julia Roberts back in the early nineties, but until I decided he was no longer worthy of my love, I was obsessed.
Looking back I think I fell for him in The Lost Boys, aged just ten (Me, not him, obvs). His character wasn’t exactly heart-throb material, being an evil vampire an’ all but I liked him all the same. A year later came Young Guns and suddenly, something was stirring within me.
I’m confident it wasn’t sexual desire, though maybe subconsciously as I broke through into early adolescence, but I wasn’t really thinking in those terms then. I can’t explain what it was but it was there and so were the posters on…
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Happy November everyone and may it be a great one. For those participating in NaNoWriMo and NaNoBloPoMo, write on!!!
Be safe and have a great one 🙂
This is crazy! Please get the story out to everyone!!!
If you live in the United States then you’ve probably heard stories of Comcast’s awesomely shitty service. Allow me to add mine to the record. I had Comcast internet, cable tv and home phone service at my last home. In order to have Comcast home phone service, a Comcast-furnished modem was provided. At the time that I moved out of my home, I went to the Comcast Service Center in Boulder and returned all of the equipment, i.e. the modem, cable tv tuner and remote control. I got a receipt showing that I returned all of those items.
A few weeks later, I started receiving emails from a Comcast representative stating that I hadn’t returned the modem, and that I had three days to do so. I responded to the email stating that yes, I had returned all of the equipment, and I attached a copy of the receipt that…
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Happy Columbus Day everyone. I hope you’re all taking the day to relax 🙂
Cider doughnuts, apple cider, fudge, pies, pumpkins, candy, the leaves changing. What is your favorite thing(s) about October and why?
I love all of it since I live in the northeast of the U.S., the fall is really pretty. My birthday in November, can’t believe I’m going to be an old wise soul. The only thing I don’t like and its a texture thing is carving pumpkins. It to me is just gross. I don’t mind passing out candy too much if only people could tell that when lights are off and curtains closed, don’t cry by, we need our sleep
I have been locked out of my account for the past few days so I haven’t been posting. School is going really well and I’m going to be editing my resume soon in order to help me get a job. I’ve noticed over the last few weeks how interesting, confusing and yet enlightening it is to learn things about yourself that you never really were able to accept and deal with until now. I feel very intrigued and interested to keep learning all I can about who I am. I feel like I’m not the person I once was. Pain and circumstances have changed me and I feel like each day is a day for change
A very important read for everyone. Under no circumstances is any of this behavior ok!!!
Can you let go in a toxic relationship or in a friendship easily? What’s your process? Do you delete their number and get rid of all the things they gave you as a final goodbye? I’m curious everyone. Or is it difficult and you’re left awake at night wondering if you made the right choice?
I’m not trying to bring anyone down or anything, I’m just wondering out of curiosity how you handle letting go of toxic people.
I thank you all so much 🙂 school is getting very busy and I’m determined to do my best with everything I’m working on. I’m sorry I’ve gotten off my posting schedule that I had set up last year. I’ve been stuck in my blog without a direction for a long time.
Today l learned that my teacher has a blog and I feel very excited about it
So people talk about having first world problems but my thinking is we are the third planet from the sun so wouldn’t every problem anyone has be a third world problem?
This is really damn insane. What an asshole for not accepting differences. I hope everyone sees this and boycotts your music
I’m back from a weekend trip to Maine with my family. We spent a few hours wandering through an Art in the Park fair where artists come to showcase their work and hopefully get patrons to buy them. What a beautiful festival!
Does anyone else think it’s weird that wordpress has followers. There should be another name. Why don’t we call our
readers and our
our papers or something? This isn’t twitter! Our blogs should have readers not followers!
I’d like to publicly congratulate my awesome wonderful brother on getting his masters degree in physics. It’s been a long journey I know but I’m glad you finally conquered this mountain. Onward to victory Linden!
Wow! I don’t know how to express my undying gratitude for the number of views. I can’t really be that interesting to all of you?
I’ve passed 300 posts on my blog and it’s been 13 months since I’ve had my little corner of the internet. My home on the web. As stuck as I’ve been with blogging lately, I’m glad I’ve finally passed this milestone. I’ve really grown into my little home here. I want to hear your thoughts.
What, if anything should I change about my blog?
Do you have anything special or any suggestions on what you’d like me to write about?
Today Joan rivers passed. Quite a shame and a loss felt across America
What an inspirational and happy thought 🙂
Enjoy this day and take time to think of the veterans and laborers who worked so hard defending our country.
I find this very true and funny
I had an interesting discussion on the way home from my art class this afternoon with my roommate.
If you had to lose one or two senses or abilities which would they be?
(EX: You can’t be leg-less and still have your feet so that would be combined your ability to walk if you decided you could live without it.)
Me? I’d lose my sight definitely because I could have been permanently blind. I’m not sure on my other sense so I’m sticking with this one. I couldn’t bear to lose the ability of speech or use of my hands since the idea of not being able to communicate terrifies me and I use my hands to hold my paintbrush 🙂
Discuss in the comments, I’m really interested to hear your thoughts
I’ll be throwing myself into school next week and I’m very excited 🙂 Though I feel I’m having a blog crisis. Lately, I’ve been wondering if I should stop blogging altogether. No it’s not a cry for attention so much as I don’t have many profound things to write about and some things are too personal that I don’t think in good conscience I can write about. Though sometimes I also think that writing about those moments would help me find perspective and help to untangle the jumble of thoughts.
I’d really like your opinions as the thoughts of my followers mean a lot to me
What do you think? Should I write about them and get them off my chest while writing in such a way that I won’t divulge identities? Or should I stop blogging altogether until I can figure out a direction for my blog?
So the person I’ve been shadowing for almost two weeks offered me an internship! In addition to another shadow I might be doing and my class starting soon, I’m going to be very busy 🙂 I’m very excited!!!
There is a law being put into effect soon that will give jail time to people who abuse their spouses. Rejoice!!!
INFOGRAPHIC: Are Women Better Writers Than Men?
The struggle is very real and quite a frustration for many, myself included. Why do I have all these great, crazy ideas at 3am?
The struggle is real.
As a writer (let alone a creative one), I have this problem of being inspired when I want to be inspired. And I know that the universe doesn’t work that way, but by God, why can’t it?!
Even worse, inspiration hits me at the worse times: when I’m out and about (with no time to jot it down), in the shower, or in bed. I get these insanely awesome ideas that must be written down, and unfortunately, the spark is gone once I have my pen and paper.
Furthermore, it is hard to be inspired with original ideas nowadays, because so much of what we think has already been done before. It’s hard not to be cliché, and it’s difficult to not plagiarize someone else’s ideas, especially when you aren’t even aware that you did.
I see it everywhere: in branded items (honestly, what’s the…
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I went to bed at 10 pm and woke up at 2am on the dot. Now I’m tired but my mind won’t shut down and I have work this morning. Grrrrr. Any who, I’ve been doing a lot of file organizing for different people at my job shadow. It’s tedious work and I get a little frustrated with myself if I can’t find a file because at my old job if I couldn’t find a file…let’s just say the sky would be falling. There’s a part of me that gets irritated with myself when they tell me not to worry because I want to try my best and persevere at my task. I don’t know. I guess there’s a lot I need to work on
Thank you so much everyone for all the views. Exactly 121 days after I amassed 1,400 views, I’m here at 1,700. I’ve been busy lately so I haven’t posted too much…more just trying to catch up after posting sporadically recently, not my usual schedule at all. I hope everyone has a great rest of their summer as school resumes in a few weeks
I myself just read of the loss of my all time favorite comedian. Rest in peace you will be missed.
To anyone contemplating suicide…please talk to someone, go for long walks, write in a journal. There are numbers to call as well. Please don’t think for a moment you are locked alone in your head with your demons. Get help. Vitamin supplements work as well to combat depression
So much has been going on these last few days and I can say I feel really happy. My job shadow is going really well and I’m crossing my fingers really hard that I’ll have a job before I start school on September 3rd, though I know that may be unrealistic. I still have hope and I’m learning so much. I feel like I’ve finally found an industry and (hopefully soon) a job I can be proud of. Have a great weekend everyone!
I learned so much at my job shadow today 🙂 I’m so excited to keep working. I almost cried :’). It was just perfect learning from someone who is so laid back
“This grain of sand looks pretty suspicious. So does this rock. And I have a few questions for this little piece of grass”~-Patrick Star
As you can see I’ve been changing my blog around a little. I’d like my followers to comment if they like it the way it is now or what I can do to change it some more. I feel a big overhaul is needed but I’m not sure what needs to be done and would like some input and advice. Thank you 🙂
Inspired by the opinionated man over at harsh reality, I have a question. We are all busy and at times may feel uninspired. Do you think blogs should have an off season or should bloggers just post when they feel inspired?
I saw this on the Huffington Post a few days ago. What a heartfelt question and answer session
When I have inspiration it’s like I can’t stop the words from flowing. Last month, I wasn’t feeling very inspired. Today marks the start of August. I start school in a month. My job shadowing starts next week too so hopefully I’ll have some interesting things to say about that too. I’m excited because I can actually start working again. I’ve been out of work since February so it’s a nice change to start working again. This summer was really weird. It’s been too hot though I guess that’s the definition of summer right? 🙂 I feel like when May rolls around, I can relax since I know I get four months off for summer break. At the time, I always welcome it but it seems come August I can’t wait to go back to school. That will change too though when I start working again. I feel like I’ve found the job that when I die I can say I died doing what I loved 🙂