We’ve all seen her in movies…the girl who could care less. She’s down for any and everything. She can eat junk food, drinks beer and has a smoking hot body. She has zero emotions other than happiness and is completely laid-back when it comes to love. She could care less what her boyfriends do and…… Continue reading I’m not a Cool Girl
I don’t know about you, but my phone is almost like an extension of myself. I’ve customized it, bought an array of cases, and it’s always in reach. I know several of my friends are the same way, and I’m sure there are many others just as connected as I am. I’ve sat at a…… Continue reading The Art of Disconnecting
This time of year is always the hardest. It’s my busy season at work, and I spend more time working than anything. It’s late nights and weekends, 55 hours a week and Saturdays. I barely get a full nights sleep due to the time it takes to wind down after work. With those sleep deprived…… Continue reading 5 Things You Never Thought to Ask
**Trigger Warning*** This post deals with a possible sexual assault. If you are deeply effected by these types of experiences, please do not read. October 2014 was a crazy time for me. The Second and I had broken up, and I was trying to figure out just exactly what I had done wrong. It came…… Continue reading Struggling to Categorize
The hardest part of having a mental illness is not what you would expect. It’s not feeling that the world will collapse if I make a mistake. It’s not the feeling that I don’t feel the way I “should.” Both of these are common thoughts that run through my mind, and from what I understand,…… Continue reading The Biggest Frustration of Living with Mental Illness
Do you ever wonder why you write? I don’t know if you’re like me, but there are times when it feels like I’m aching to sit down and write out something…anything really. I’m not sure why, and I don’t really know where that urge comes from. But it is something within me that seems to…… Continue reading A New Hobby to Relax
“Therapy is great,” they said. “It will be so beneficial,” they said. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy my therapy sessions…that actual sessions. There’s nothing like talking to another person who helps you make sense of why that misspelling in an email won’t mean you’ll be living on the streets and jobless tomorrow. Yes, this…… Continue reading I’m a C Student and Other Things Therapy Has Taught Me.