So I’m gonna be perfectly honest–I HATE to exercise. One of my happiest memories was on the last day of high school, realizing I was never going to have to enter another gym again and be forced to do laps, or shuttle runs, or play stupid sports that I’m… Read more
November has rolled around again (or sneaked up on us, is more like it) bringing it with it the beauty of fall and thoughts of Thanksgiving. (It’s also brought, as it does every year, premature Christmas preparations. But I’m one of those people who starts singing Christmas songs in October,… Read more
Unless you’ve been living on a different planet you must’ve, via some medium or another, heard about the recent hurricane that devastated the Caribbean region and parts of Florida. Fortunately, I can now say that I am a survivor of Hurricane Irma (and if I really want to show off… Read more
While making my last post and talking about growing up feeling like I was inadequate and failing to find a place where I could fit in, I remembered this quote by Frida Kahlo and decided this would be a good place to share it.
It’s no secret to those that know me that I’ve struggled with anxiety my entire adult life. I was barely into my twenties when I simultaneously started having panic attacks, became a hypochondriac and began battling bouts of depression and the consistent, obsessive, repetitive, draining, worrisome thoughts that have plagued… Read more