My friend. I see you and what you are going through and I want to say that I am so terribly sorry. It’s only been a few days and I feel that you must be getting tired of hearing that. I don’t want to frustrate you or cause you any pain but I need to say a few things in order to get on with my own existence after something like this. Before I get too far though, I just want to let you know that I don’t know what is going to come down from my brain and into…
About a million years ago, when I still lived with my parents, I had a room down in the bowels of their house. It wasn’t exactly a scary place to live (Freddie Krueger wouldn’t be hanging down there at any rate) but it did sometimes have a lonely and abandoned feeling about it. Every once in a while it would explode with energy and life when we would have family parties celebrating birthdays and Super Bowls (thank you Denver Broncos!) but, for the most part, it sat lifeless and dark, just waiting for something spectacular to happen to bring it…
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https://youtu.be/nvlTJrNJ5lA But I’ll stand my ground. And I won’t back down- Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers Day 2 of the list is to talk about three fears we have and how they came to be. My mother told me once that a cousin of mine told her she was obsessed with the fear of death that she would spend hours worrying about how she, her husband, or her children could die. I thought, what a terrible thing to have to live with and it just broke my heart. Personally, I don’t think about when/if/…
I am a badass. But you already knew that, didn’t you? I feel that I’m stating the obvious because if you’ve spent any time reading anything at all that I have written, you already know this. My grace under pressure, my ability to put all others before myself, and, yes, my unending confidence when it comes maneuvering through any unusual situation I may find myself—yeah, badass is the word. But why do I proclaim this statement so assuredly today? Because I tapped into a pool of inner strength so deeply buried inside of me I hardly even knew it existed….
When I was in junior high, approximately nine thousand years ago, I was a young, shy, scared individual who thought that she was the center of the universe. It’s not like I thought I was better than everyone—quite the opposite. I just didn’t really give a shit about most of them. Sounds terrible, right? Well, it probably was, but it was also the truth. I was too busy living my own drama that I didn’t have time to really spend too much time on anyone else. I mean, I had a few friends, but I was never popular and I…
a funny thing happened when I was learning myself 