This is my callout to all the unaware (or maybe aware but until now not so caring) twatwaffles of the world. Knock it off. Collaborate with the women around you. Hold in the passive- aggressive bullshit. Listen to someone else. Genuinely connect. It's amazing how far not acting like a twatwaffle can get you.
Bullshit can sneak up on you. One moment life is copacetic and suddenly you are wading through a cesspool of liquid injustice, manipulation, and general fuckery. At some point everyone has been the victim of bullshit. It comes in many shapes, sizes, and fragrances (stay with me here). You can dodge it but when that … Continue reading The aftermath of bullshit.
Today was the day. The day you felt the overwhelming urge to be done with this life. Suicide felt like the right decision. As a relief from pain you have been desperately trying you escape. There was a flaw in your plan. Fear, family, friends or fate caused a pause in the plan you were … Continue reading As an inpatient psychiatric nurse, I’m glad you’re here.
The anticipation of the holidays comes earlier each year. After Independence Day, it's game on for Christmas. The build up can be stressful, joyous, and exciting. It is not uncommon to find yourself wrapped up (see what I did there?) in our personal holiday experience. However, it is vitally important to remember those who struggle … Continue reading
Let's just be honest here...
Like a long winter that might make you question why you live in such a state, then casually strolls in summer, just in time to remind you it's not so bad.
a neighbor lady once and she responded with "you might change your mind about that when you get older."
"I am finally able to use the text option instead of voice commands on my phone again."
I'm just a mama, looking to get less fat than I was last week. I am not a tire flipping, barbell lifting, competition maniac. What the hell I am getting into?