When I was a kid, I was terrified of lying. I never lied to my parents, at least not on purpose. Sometimes, I would “accidentally” lie (i.e. forget a bit of information from a story). As soon as I remembered whatever it was I forgot, I would then freak out and apologize for “lying.” But now, I’ve realized, I lie all the time. Read More
I’ve been having a hard time blogging lately (what a surprise! Not like you’ve ever heard that before). The problem is, I feel like I have so many ideas floating around my head, I just can’t seem to think of anything concise enough to actually write about it. So instead, I’m just gonna write about a bunch of stuff. Read More
So, I was going to blog about the fact that for the first time in fourteen years – yes, years – I actually threw up (literally my worst fear)…but I don’t really want to go down that path and relive the horror today. So instead, I’m ranting about something that has been said probably a million times already but I don’t care. It’s happening. Read More
[This is the removed post, that is now reposted at a more appropriate time]
About a month ago, my husband and I went on vacation with my parents and my brother. It was the first time I left my puppy in the care of someone else (thankfully, it was my aunt and uncle so that helped ease the anxiety). I was so sure that something would happen to him while we were away. Of course, that was just my pessimism shining through – but the fact remains, I was actually right. Read More
I’ve never removed a just-written post before because I do my best to keep my posts civil and non-offensive, so I haven’t seen a reason to.
Today I wrote a post called “Eye Infections.” I was basically just ranting about why my dog’s recurring eye infections, annoying phone issues, and current health issues were frustrating me and how I missed church because I couldn’t stop crying.
Honestly, a pretty typical post for me lately.
Any other day, I wouldn’t have thought twice about leaving that post up.
A few minutes after I posted that rant, I saw a link titled “NYU Student’s 9/11 Video From Her Dorm Room Is Just Now Going Viral…Almost 15 Years Later.” I opened it up. I remembered what day it was.
I essentially cried through that whole video clip. That is a real reason to cry. Not eye infections or shady use phone stores.
I don’t like to downplay people’s emotions. Just because something tragic happened doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to feel sad when you fail or test or when your cat dies or when a date gets cancelled.
But today is not the day to rant about my stupid phone or sick dog.
Though I’m Canadian, and 9/11 happened when I was just 9 years old, it affected me more than a lot of things. I can’t imagine the people who were actually there, or lost loved ones on that day.
Here is the video I watched for anyone who can’t access the first link.
If you read my last post or two, you probably heard about my husband’s car accident. It totalled our car, caused a lot of anxiety for me (obviously), and made our already busy lives even busier. Thankfully, my husband came out of it without a scratch. Warning: this is going to be one of my ranty posts. Read More
About two months ago (I think) I wrote a post about trying out anti-anxiety medication. My doctor gave me the most basic, least-likely-t0-react-to meds, and put me on the lowest dose. I refused to take them. So many times I thought I was going to, but then I didn’t. Well guess what, yesterday, I finally did it. I took the stupid pill. Read More