We, as humans, are not perfect. We are quite the opposite. Unfortunately for us, everyone expects perfection. Even if you think you don't, you do. People expect level-headed, rational, perfectly shaped, and proper individuals. People expect you not to throw a temper-tantrum, or have cellulite, or be dramatic because it might be inconvenient for them. That's just … Continue reading Imperfections
As I am finally recovered from a couple blows to my confidence and self-esteem I am enjoying being by myself. I enjoy it more now than I ever have. I think it's because I know I'm not really by myself. Although I spend a lot of time alone I have a ridiculous amount of people I … Continue reading There’s an App for That
From the moment I met you I knew it would be an impossible journey. A journey I was determined to finish even if all the time wasn't worth it. I regret that decision now, two years later and countless hours of me trying and you dragging me along in the dirt like an old toy … Continue reading An Open Letter to The guy I thought was Worth It
I've been keeping my feet under me lately. I've been working hard, keeping a level head, and going with the always tedious flow. Getting to this point is usually the easy part, but staying here can be difficult for me. I went rollerblading recently and I decided that was a good analogy for my life these … Continue reading Quitter
Some people are just not worth feeling sad over. The ones who run when you ask them to stay. The ones who are never truly there for you. The ones who, despite all the effort, can toss you away like you mean nothing. People show their true colors in desperate times. Times when their character comes … Continue reading Stand Up For Yourself
Oh the possibilities, right? Sometimes I feel as if I'm hanging on by a thread, and maybe I am. Hanging on to hope, dreams, the possibility of someday waking up and all of the time spent will be time *well* spent. That maybe things could be different. Does that make me hopeful or just plain stupid? Third, fourth, … Continue reading Second Chances
Sitting in my small square office, with a sliding glass door, three computer monitors, a picture of a window looking out onto the ocean (because I don't have a real window), a plain white shelf, a shit ton of recording equipment, and my rolly chair. I found myself staring at the ceiling, asking...how did this become … Continue reading How Did I Get Here?
I wouldn't say I'm a full-fledged feminist, but I do believe in girl power. We have it tough in the workplace, at a car dealership, at the mechanic, at the bar, and in society in general. We get treated differently than men. We're too nice, too bitchy, too emotional, and we have a low pain … Continue reading Ladies