In my life I have gone from being poor to poorer, back to poor and then to middle class. Growing up, my family perpetually hovered over the poverty line. All of my clothes were hand-me-downs, as were all of our vehicles (well, except the one that was bought from a junkyard for $50. It wasn’t bad until it left me, my mom and sister on the side of the road). We had a roof over our heads, though, so we were wealthier than some.Read More »
Relationships can be difficult. They can be beautiful and wonderful, sure, but damn can they be difficult. Sometimes, without even realizing it, we make them harder than they need to be. One of the ways we do that is by making our own problem – something only we can solve – the problem of our partner, too.
Here’s an example from my own life (since that’s what this site is all about, ya know). When my husband and I first started dating I was very insecure. I still don’t have very good self-esteem, but at the time it was completely non-existent. Over the years I have gained some, but it’s a daily battle.
I’m a bit late here, but today I’m going to share my #MeToo story. If you’re unaware of this campaign, you can see more about it here. Although I’ve dealt with this twice in my life, I’m going to focus on the harassment I received in the workplace. The assault I experienced as a child will be saved for another time.
“If It Were Me, I’d…”
We all think we know how we’d react in any given situation. We have in our minds that if it were us, we’d stick up for ourselves or fight back. And after being assaulted as a child, I swore up and down that I would never let anyone make me feel like that again. I told myself that if someone ever tried to harass or assault me again I would fight back. I’m not a meek person nor do I put up with injustice. However, I’ve found that I’m much better at standing up for others than I am standing up for myself.Read More »
Growing up, my mother drilled empathy and the ability to put myself in other’s shoes into my head. She also taught me to question myself. Some of her best advice to me was the following:Read More »
If I had a dime for every project I’ve abandoned, I would be able to retire at the ripe ol’ age of 29. I’m not proud of it by any means, but it’s the truth.
There are a couple of reasons for it. First, I hate being bad at something, even if I’ve never done it. Second, I was never taught how to be resilient or to not give up when I couldn’t get something right.Read More »
Both in life and online, I often see people confusing the two terms. Especially how they relate to opiates or pain medications. It is very difficult for a lot of people to understand how someone who is addicted to an opioid differs from someone who is dependent. They do share one similarity, so I can understand this to an extent, but even with that, they are two very different issues with very different symptoms, causes and treatments.Read More »
Sometimes it’s difficult to focus on the positive when you feel like you’re being inundated with nothing but negative. I know this because I’ve been in that darkness many, many times. Before I met my husband and we got married I was a pretty negative person, and for the most part I had good reason. In the five years that has passed, however, my outlook on life has done a complete turnaround.Read More »
There are a few sayings or phrases that I’m honestly just so tired of hearing, but this one makes the top of the list. Generally, when I hear this phrase it’s directly after I’ve told someone that I work part-time (or, currently am looking for part-time work). It never fails and it doesn’t matter really who I tell it to. When I say that I work 20 hours or so a week, I hear, “Well, it must be nice to not have to work full time.”Read More »
I’ve been gone for a while due to some things happening in my life. In the past month I have lost a job, gained a job and then lost that one. I’ve dealt with depression and self-hatred and frustration and pain. I’ve had nervous breakdowns and many, many moments of doubt.
One thing I’ve learned during the last 28 years is that life doesn’t care about your plans or wants or needs. There really is no rhyme or reason to life; it just is. That’s not to say that there is nothing to live for, just that trying to figure out why things happen the way they do is sort of fruitless.Read More »
I have somewhat of a confession: I hate myself more than I’ve ever hated anyone. I play it off pretty well, and although there are parts of myself that I like or am proud of, the majority of the time I just…hate myself.Read More »