Starting a new! I’m up early this morning for work, but sadly I only got two hours of sleep. So, as you could have guessed, I’m feeling tired out of my mind; the coffee isn’t helping at all.. But, although I am tired, I’m still planning on kicking my weight loss journey into high gear! … More The first day of my new life! (10/04/2018)
“You’re always with Joseph.” “You spend so much time with Joseph.” “So is it just you coming, or is Joseph coming too?” Uh. No. Don’t be thinking that I spend too much time with my significant other, because while I admit that I DO spend a lot of time with him, he does not take … More It’s both of us, or none at all.
Since I’ve been back to work for 3 1/2 months now, I’ve developed a bad habit that could turn for the worse. Back in April, I had to take time off of work to try and de-stress; to try to collect my thoughts. “You need to learn how to cope.” My boss told me,when I … More Is my way of coping with life dangerous?
“Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to.” Sorry TLC, but I went chasing for some waterfalls yesterday. They definitely weren’t trolling us either. Hah. Get it? Oh wait, no you don’t. Joe and I went on to hike the Troll Falls hike! We figured that after my … More Don’t go chasin’ waterfalls…
I put this song on repeat. It makes me think about my step-father, and even my step-grandmother, and all of the memories my family and I created with them. He used to listen to this song all the time. I’m not sure why I’ve been thinking about him a lot lately. “Thinkin’ of the day, … More
I’ve lost count of how many nights I’ve laid in bed, and stared up at my ceiling; my brain silent, but still busy with thoughts about my future. Every night, I space out, trying to figure out my purpose in life and sulking about why I’m still stuck. It’s constant. The same thoughts. That same … More When does life become bearable?
I meant to say this yesterday… But Happy Father’s Day! I wish I had a father. Well, I mean. Of course I have a father. My biological father. And I had a step-father too. But they weren’t real fathers. They weren’t brave enough to take on their parental role. It was much easier for them … More A role that was meant for two
