I don’t feel like ME lately …
I almost wasn’t going to make this an actual blog post, because I wasn’t sure where this would go… But, frankly, this isn’t like other blogs & this crap has been hanging out in my chaotic, crazy brain for far too long. Maybe vomiting it out into my corner of the Web will help me make some sense of it or give me an epiphany or confirm my fears or SOMETHING …
I have been going to bed most nights lately with tears in my eyes. It is all I can do to keep the tears streaming down my face from turning into full-on SOBS.
Continue reading “Is it a Rock & a Hard Place?”
Welcome to another week of “On Purpose.” If you’re curious about the thought behind this series, click here for its introductory post.
I am detecting a theme here lately. . . I am falling short of my goals. On one hand, I want to be more strict with myself so that I actually accomplish these things. (That is the whole point of this, right?!) On the other hand, I want to celebrate the successes I have so that I am not so hard on myself that I stagnate & quit making any kind of progress. . . (I think this is also why I am getting this published quite a bit later in the day than usual!)
Continue reading “On Purpose: Episode Five”
We had known for over a year that it was coming. . . SO much had been put on hold as a result. . . We didn’t know how much time we had or how much notice we would get. . . We just knew that it would be a time in our life together that was to be truly OURS, a time to establish a solid foundation for our future. . . A grand opportunity! Now, FINALLY, the time has come (& gone): we packed up & moved from Washington State to Arizona for the handsome husband’s job.
It is a happy time. We’ve planned (& planned some more) to ensure that we can handle any curveballs that are thrown our way. . . In the weeks since leaving Washington, I have experienced a wide range of emotions — everything ranging from relief to anxiousness, elation to pure exhaustion. . . Most recently, however, a certain series of events have transpired that have left me feeling hurt, angry, &, well, bitter — stifling the joy of this time. I’ve struggled briefly with how to rid myself of this nasty taste in my mouth & have decided that this is my way to get it out of my system so it can no longer be toxic to me. . . So. . . Continue reading “Broken Boundaries: A Cleansing Rant”