On tap today is a little rant... probably along the lines of conventional wisdom gone awry, but maybe not. I'm overweight. No secret there. How overweight? Significantly. I got down to where a 1x or 2x size in most stores fit me just fine in 2014, but after my stint with anxiety and depression that … Continue reading It doesn’t fit?
It's been growing all weekend; this ball of anxiety and sadness that won't be named. I can't find the source. When I can't find the source, there is no treatment for it. When you have a tooth ache, you either give it antibiotics, fill the hole, extract the root, or pull the tooth. I can't … Continue reading I have… issues.
That's how I feel... running full, but the indicator still says empty. My days feel busy, but hollow. My body is in limbo but the thoughts are swirling in a barely-controlled mess making me feel anxious and full in the mind. I'm not a stellar housekeeper... cat fuzz and dust bunnies compete for space. Will … Continue reading Running full, on empty.
First... there's a difference between being a negative person, being a pragmatic person, and being an angry person. I don't want to come across as a negative person, but I'm sure that will happen because: I AM a pragmatic person, and, yeah, the anger of dreams unfulfilled have made me a "little" angry. Also, being … Continue reading Annoying hope.