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Independence Day.

Let’s just say that the last several months haven’t exactly been blissful. We achieved our 10th Wedding Anniversary in December…there wasn’t much to celebrate. If we’re being perfectly honest. We were STRUGGLING. We were living in different states due to work circumstances & we don’t do well apart. Never have. Not to mention when we were we were not connecting even prior to having to live apart. Love makes shit SO damn hard! EVERYTHING becomes more complicated. Thennnnnnn…you add in […]

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Let’s face it-EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US ARE FUCKING WALKING ZOMBIES…maybe you’re one of the lucky few who have ZERO clue as to wtf I am talking about? MAYBE, you’re someone who has been thinking that (secretly) & until this VERY second just hadn’t yet admitted it so it wouldn’t be “real”? OR you could be JUST LIKE ME. ODDLY, I feel like I am actually somewhere in that “middle” 🤔😮. We are TIRED AF, we feel like shit regularly, […]

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The Agony of Anxiety.

Dude, today was HARD. HARD. HARD. WAY harder than most of my “normal” days where I am somewhat capable of at least getting through the daily grind (NEVER conquering or doing so without yelling, wanting to lose my mind, etc.) but rather something I can at least feel “OK” about when I place my head on my pillow at night. I am going to get REALLY personal. I have been taking Lexapro (my salvation) for around 10 years now. With […]

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Cutting the Catatonic Fluff

Not sure what’s worse. Actually feeling or feeling catatonic. I mean, both are technical “feelings” but one involves literally FEELING. I “feel” 100% catatonic tonight. I have a HUGE decision weighing on me right now & ZERO clue of how the fuck to solve it. I can ask my most trusted resources, type in 923847298347 various phrases into google, stare at each star in the sky to guide me & pray until my knees bleed but the truth of the […]

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The Veil of Anxiety.

Endlessly rearing it’s ugly ass head yet pretending I am fine. Anxiety. Endlessly making me question my most stable being yet 100% in question. Anxiety. Endlessly feeling the hamster on that fucking wheel in my core but winning the “Oscar”for my acting to look the opposite. Anxiety. Endlessly wondering why my stomach just feels so “weird” while knowing it’s because of nothing more than my nerves. Anxiety. Endlessly wondering why I can’t accomplish jack shit because I am too busy […]

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Delayed Reaction For Sale!

Phew! ROUGH CITY lately. Allow me to preface to these I haven’t somehow bitched to in some manner-we are moving. SHOOT ME. MOVING BLOWS. Actually, allow me to rephrase that-SELLING your house BLOWS. Again, for anyone who knows me-I LOATHE moving. I’ve moved TWENTY TIMES since I was 18. No, not with my parents. 1000% self inflicted. Sort of. I will spare you the details. MOVING WITH KIDS IS STRAIGHT UP HELL. HELL. My poor kids are looking at me […]

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