Everyone knows that person who claims to have it all, but who can’t admit that they’re dead inside.
Greetings from my actual mattress in my Manhattan flat! Yes, that’s right, the days of sleeping on floor like a squatter are over. My bed frame arrives next week, so I’m still living like a meth addict with my mattress on the floor, but this too shall pass. With the busyness of moving from Texas…… Continue reading Focusing On Joy Doesn’t Mean You Haven’t Suffered
I had a hard day yesterday, and I can’t blame other people for my cloudy disposition. I acknowledge that certain moments triggered my feelings of anxiety and fear, but the feelings themselves were my own. The frustrating thing about self awareness is taking responsibility for all aspects of myself. Self accountability is the key to…… Continue reading In Defense of Bad Days
I remember seeing the Vine of the little boy who opened the fridge to realize that someone ate his torta (sandwich). I posted the video below, if you haven’t already seen it. The expression of pure despair in the boy’s voice struck a cord with me, because it is the sound of losing something that…… Continue reading What the Torta Kid Taught Me
I’m writing this from somewhere in Harlem, New York City. I had to get away from my friends for a while because I felt overwhelmed by everything – these present changes, the future, the past… It felt like so much, too much. So, I did what I do best – went to a nearby cafe,…… Continue reading Flying, Falling with Style, and Living Free from Fear
It’s been about a week since I started the sobriety journey and the “try to stop giving unsolicited advice and try to free myself of trying to control other people” journey. One thing that I’ve noticed, in doing both of these things at the same time, that my cleared mind is making way for a…… Continue reading Clear Mind, Scary Thoughts
I’ve been researching a lot on co-dependency. I’m more aware of the symptoms and patterns of codependent behavior, and being open to this knowledge is helping me to re-focus my intent and actions. The thing is, I often find myself wanting to instigate something exciting, only to stop myself, because yay for non-manipulative, authentic interactions.…… Continue reading The Quietness of Self-Care