I have long claimed that I am lacking in the self-control department. Almost in a way that I’d wear it like a badge, excusing me for my bad decisions. What does it say about me if I’m biting back a cop joke on that one? It seems to be in our nature, humans – notContinue reading “No, Tempation!”
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The Way it Looked to Me – Part Eight
I’ve gone back and forth for years trying to decide if a first experience needs to come with a warning. I used to put warning labels on everything – “You know I’m a big girl, right?”, before a first date made possible by the world of online dating. Now I just warn people that I’mContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Eight”
Poetry Series – Patience
It’s incredibly rare that we understand the extent to which a person will impact us when they come into our lives. The intentions we went into a situation with may drastically differ from what develops. When being unhealthy, I used my ability to adapt as a tool in people-pleasing. Now that I’m working on healing,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Patience”
Driving
“Women are bad drivers. I hate to say it, sounds sexist, but they are.” We teach our children from a very early age to look to the outside to figure out what to do. Sure, we can say this is how learning happens. You have to pick things up from somewhere, right? Not everything needsContinue reading “Driving”
The Way it Looked to Me – Part Seven
The journey to self-acceptance is a funny one. I’ve struggled with myself a lot over the years – my mind, my weight, my voice, my purpose. There are times I would think I overcame an obstacle only to find myself grappling with it again a few months later. Our journeys are never linear and sometimesContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Seven”
Poetry Series – Chest
I regularly find myself sitting down to write only to pour out something I was so sure that I was over. I think of a friend of mine whose tag has a spiral in it. We always keep circling back to learn something new about the point where we were previously at. So I allowContinue reading “Poetry Series – Chest”
Finding The Words
As my face contorts and you ask what I’m thinking, I’ll tell you “I don’t know”. Likely at this point, you assume that there’s something I’m trying to cover, to hide. That’s not the case – it’s just that my thoughts don’t always come in words so much as they come in waves of feelingContinue reading “Finding The Words”
The Way It Looks to Me – Part 6
I tapped my fingers one by one against his skin. I counted each one as it made contact – one, two, three, four, five. “What are you doing?” Counting. I thought by five, this would get easier. Replace “this” with anything you’d like. I thought after you’ve done something, anything, five times it had toContinue reading “The Way It Looks to Me – Part 6”
Poetry Series – Rock
Had I known early on that you were a rock and could withstand the waves, I wonder if I wouldn’t have treaded so lightly? I try not to think of what ifs. I know they’re not helpful in building the life I want to live. But when there’s questions I had never asked, I leftContinue reading “Poetry Series – Rock”
Connected
Growing up, math was the subject I excelled in. The patterns were easy for me to pick up on but I always got scolded for not “following the rules” of how we were being taught to figure it out. My brain would jump right to the answer. My therapist pats me on the back, tellingContinue reading “Connected”
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