I have been a people pleaser for as long as I can remember. Maybe it stems from being a middle child or being adopted or just being a female in general succumbing to the societal pressures of being accommodating and pleasant. "What a bitch." I remember the first time I was called a bitch. It… Continue reading Unapologetic Bitch
Here's another how-to article. I don't know, maybe you're someone who doesn't get attached and is able to let go of things relatively easy. It's no secret if you've met me that I am a very sensitive individual and feel things deeply. When I care for someone whether they are a coworker, friend, or someone… Continue reading How I Let Go
I am terrible at relationships. This is not a secret. You know how the common reactions to fear are either fight or flight? The anxiety that comes over me in a relationship results in a somewhat spastic combo. I tend to rush things, getting swept up in new feelings that deafen me to the… Continue reading Red Flag
I was listening to a podcast recently with the boss babe trinity - Oprah, Mindy Kaling, and Reese Witherspoon. I find each of these women so inspiring. They discussed many points on female empowerment . A concept they introduced to me in their conversation was the idea of becoming more relate-able and less likable. There… Continue reading Likable
I was thinking about an episode of a show I had recently seen. A favorite show - The Gilmore Girls. I've seen every episode around 100 times, (give or take a few). The soundtrack came on my Spotify while on my commute home and it made me think of a particular show. I was about… Continue reading Wrecked.
I’m not sure when it started. Maybe it’s always been there, the pressure. I remember getting ready for my parents wedding day and being told by guests that one day I too would have a pretty wedding. I was four. At that time the golden, shiny ribbon woven in my braid proved more interesting than… Continue reading From a Happy Bachelorette
"Today was a sad day. Even worse, it was an unexpectedly sad day. Sometimes I know it's going to be a sad day and I can at least try to prepare myself. Funerals on Tuesdays, the day after Christmas, and June 10 are all sad days. Today though, without warning, I realized my childhood was… Continue reading 2014