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.
You want to do something, but you can’t bring yourself to face the frozen wind blowing tiny ninja stars into your eyes.
If you read my commiserate post about planning a wedding, or even the one about hosting parties, then you’ll know that ‘event planner’ was never a career option for me. Yet, in my typical control freak fashion, I deluded myself into believing I could just make everything for my wedding. And I mean EVERYTHING.