I’ve watched her grow from someone who’s never experienced snow or mold growing on shower liners into the most determined person I’ve ever met.
Failure versus Struggle, with a side of anxiety
There’s a huge separation between logic and reality happening in my mind every moment of my existence. I’ve managed to build quite a few bridges. I’ve taught myself to recognize when my body is reacting to something my brain hasn’t formally recognized as something to be afraid about.
NaNoWriMo!
It’s NaNoWriMo. I am SO excited for this year!
First Chapter of a Tossed Manuscript
We are a family of strangers.
Woman vs. Self
That’s why I’ve been so gung-ho into the Last 90 Days Challenge. Not only am I working on retraining myself with goal-setting but I’m trying to find new things to learn.
Raiding My Notes App
If I loved being like this there wouldn't be a kickline of pill bottles along my bathroom sink cheering me through brushing my fucking teeth.
My Setback
I think my favorite part today is realizing that maybe this is life’s way of telling me something.
I lumbered behind her into the same room my initial exam had been in, sitting in the dentist chair that looked like it was designed to kill someone.
Habitual Action
I found myself heading toward the fridges even though I hadn’t consciously decided to get a Monster. I didn’t even really want one; I wasn’t thirsty, tired, or particularly longing for the carbonation.