Hello,
It’s been a minute, huh? I can explain, I promise…
See, I’m such a perfectionist that I often end up not accomplishing anything. My feelings of inadequacy lead to stagnancy, which ultimately leads to nothing. Nothing is accomplished… which then leads to more feelings of inadequacy.
What a destructive cycle… one I’ve been entangled in for decades. I have to stop that. Something is better than nothing. Something is better than nothing, I repeat.
Category Archives: mental health
I’m kind of awkward socially…. but whatever!
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The self-help propaganda really does get old after a while… You don’t need to always be fixing yourself…
I was scrolling through my Instagram when suddenly I was hit with an influx of quotes on a plethora of topics regarding self-healing, breaking “generational traumas,” and learning to “love yourself.”


You get the idea…
Someone has to say it… this shit is getting old. It’s so boring!
Continue readingFinding Peace in the In-Between
I am learning to find beauty in the in-between periods of my life.
I may not have the perfect career, relationship, or life, but deep in my heart, I know I am headed in the right direction. I may not achieve all my goals, but maybe what I think I want is not exactly what I need. When you get to the point of enjoying the ride, you feel a sense of peace, simply observant of the journey that you are on.
Often, we become so obsessed with the future that we forget to enjoy the most beautiful part: the current moment.
Growing up, I dealt with so much insecurity. I was put down for the way I looked and how I acted. I felt like I was never good enough.
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The Breakup, the Shakeup, and the Wakeup.
I am alone,
And I am thriving…
I am not merely surviving!
I am thriving!
I am recognizing the pain inside me…
And I am writing…
I am fighting…

I am learning to accept the journeys I embark on, even the journeys I take without much thought or plan.
After all, I’ve always loved to wander, but at the end of every trip, one must always return home.
Here’s to returning home…
Why I Should Have Never Bought the Cake
I bought the cake anyway.
It started off innocently, as most things do.
After a long day of work, I stopped at the grocery store intending to pick up a few items for dinner.
Harmless things, really: veggies, some pasta, and fruit. What could possibly go wrong?