As far as I know, my sister and I are the only ones in our generation of the family who want kids. She already has two, and I’m still trying to figure out the timing. But our cousins, for one reason or another, have all decided that having kids isn’t part of their life plan.
When I decided to become a freelancer a couple years ago, I was definitely sold the dream. Work when you want, spend time with loved ones, pick your own rates, etc., etc. I still believe I made the right choice, but nestled in those dreams were some startling nightmares I didn’t prepare for.
The stress can be unreal.
Regular 9-5’s suck. I’ll be the first to admit it. In fact, I already did.
I know what it’s like to feel stuck on a hamster wheel that won’t stop spinning for at least 30 years. What it’s like to be chained to a desk watching life pass you by.
So when multi-level marketing companies (MLM’s) swoop in and promise to cut the chains, a lot of people get sucked into the dream.
I have a long history of hating my body. It started with friends, family, and even strangers comparing me to my beautiful sister. I was constantly told how pretty she was, while I got complimented on my humour. Cool. Then I took up the reins on creating the comparisons. As a kid, my school was... Continue Reading →
Happy February!
Since it’s the month of love, I was inspired to explore what makes a relationship good and what can tank a relationship faster than Cupid can reload his bow.
What makes me an expert?
It may be socially unacceptable to admit, but we all hate someone.
When you can avoid that person, it isn’t so bad.
But when circumstance forces you to see that person on a regular basis, it can take a big toll on your sanity.
If you’ve taken a moment to look around lately, you may have noticed that the world is becoming a giant dumpster fire.
Socially, politically, economically, environmentally, we’re living in troubled times.
And I feel like I keep looking over my shoulder waiting for the four horsemen of the apocalypse to ride past me.
It happens every year in December.
The world starts to slow down as people anticipate the well deserved break on the horizon. But once we ring in the new year, it’s time to get back to work. In theory.
When I was a kid, my material possessions brought me a lot of comfort. In fact, the closer I kept them, the better.
So, everything special to me got to live in my bed. Or, it lived on the floor right next to my bed, where I could easily reach it.
