How Can I be More Independent? Taking One Step Forward.

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I have written quite a few posts about losing/gaining/reclaiming/figuring out my independence. This is not a new trend for me – the first post I wrote about this was back in April of 2014! After reading that post, I realized something pretty crappy. I have regressed. A lot.  Continue reading “How Can I be More Independent? Taking One Step Forward.”

It’s All In Your Head – V2

It seems my brother and I have similar humour (which is not a surprise because…we definitely do have…exactly the same sense of humour) except he is much better at drawing than I am.

Check out his comic(s) and give his new comic account a follow on Instagram!

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Let’s Talk About: People-Pleasing Anxiety

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I always thought of myself as someone who ‘didn’t care what people think’ (yes, yes, cliché, I know). In reality, everyone cares what people think in one way or another. But because I don’t really care what people think of my clothes or my crazy, tangled bed-head, and I don’t care when I leave the house without make-up, or when servers still literally offer me a child’s menu on a regular basis on restaurants, I thought I was ‘immune’ to caring.  Continue reading “Let’s Talk About: People-Pleasing Anxiety”

Happy Five Years, I’m Fine, Stop Asking!

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My 5 year WordPress anniversary is today. I thought it was May 23rd (which is also my wedding anniversary and inspired this post last year) because I received the ‘happy anniversary’ notification late last year, but it is actually the 21st (Whatever, close enough to still make my previous post relevant!) So, happy five year anniversary, I’m Fine, Stop Asking!  Continue reading “Happy Five Years, I’m Fine, Stop Asking!”

The Rash: Dealing With Two Weeks Of Panic

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Three weeks ago, we moved into our new home. Overall, the process was surprisingly easy for me. I usually hate change – even good change, but this was a much-needed change, and I embraced it the best I could. I already feel like my home is, well, home. I’ve adjusted far better than I thought I would, and yet, here we are. Two weeks of panic. All because of a rash.  Continue reading “The Rash: Dealing With Two Weeks Of Panic”