It’s Storytime: I Genuinely Feared For My Life (But those Corn Pops tho’…)

Sweet Baby Jesus.

I don’t normally post twice in one day. In fact, I’m on a roll if I manage to post something twice a week. It was never a formal rule of mine to not do two posts a day. I’ve just always figured people would get annoyed with me.

In all fairness, I can be a bit “extra” sometimes, so even I might not want to hear too much from me in one day. All that aside, I’ve just had the fright of my life, so a storytime is fresh off the press.

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30-Something, Single Female – So Sorry, I Am Not Anastasia Steele

I deleted the dating app about a week after installing it. It was such a relief.

I really don’t know what to say about the whole “dating in the digital age” thing. It is probably safe to say that it isn’t for me. Though I genuinely wasn’t looking for anything romantic in the first place (and I made that quite clear), I simply couldn’t contend with the unspoken (or not so unspoken) expectation of a hookup or FWB situationship. Whatever happened to just being friends?? Perhaps that is exactly my problem…the outdated desire for something strictly platonic with a member of the opposite sex. Stupid, stupid me.

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Grad School Or Bust: Test Anxiety and Armpits (Part 2)

Some people are simply born to do or be something. Singers sing, writers write, bakers bake. For those who have an undeniable talent in a particular area, their life purpose is usually obvious from a young age. To do anything else would seem quite unnatural.

Well, I think this is how it was for me. I’d spent the vast majority of my life saying I wanted to study psychology and contribute something notable to the field. If I didn’t grow up to be a psychiatrist, what else on God’s green Earth could I do? More importantly, who would I be? Be it wrong or be it right, my entire identity was soundly wrapped up in the notion of me becoming a therapist one day. It was the pillar of all my other life goals. I truly believed it was who I was.

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Water Fasting Fail: What Went Wrong & What I Learned

Hey, guys! What is up? Hopefully, everyone is doing well. It’s Friday, so the weekend is upon us, which is always a blessing, huh? I mean, unless you work weekends. In that case, I’m sorry. Really, really sorry. As for what’s been up with me, let’s get into that.

If you’ve been following my water fasting experiment and you read my last post (if not, what are you doing with your life??), then you already know that my attempt at a ten-day water fast was a major fail. Now that I’ve had the chance to recuperate, reflect and eat, I’d like to share my thoughts about the experience. Perhaps it will help someone who is a newbie or fasting-curious (as I was) get an idea of what to look out for.

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My Ten Day Water Fasting Experience: Trouble In Paradise (Day 3/Final Day – Early Termination)

Day 3 of 10 did not go as planned.

I have mixed feelings about what has occurred today, but the most profound feeling I have is one of extreme gratitude. At this time, it is hard for me to articulate my emotions and thoughts outside of that, so I am going to have to return at a later time to explain what “went wrong”. I just hope I don’t look like too much of a wuss. Hey, I did the best I could. I’m proud of myself for even trying. Eh…just trying to stay positive. Fake it til you make it.

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