A follow up to being judged and triggered…

I’m pretty sure it’s a Newton’s law about how an object at rests, stays at rest and an object in motion stays in motion. I am also pretty sure I am too lazy to look that up, so we will just go with it. πŸ™ƒ I hadn’t written for a lonnnnnnnng ass time. In this…

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What my relationship with Bearded Things has taught me about my ego…

Have you ever gotten so pissed off at your significant other that you wanted to brutally destroy them and demolish any shred of the relationship left and do a heel click in the air upon leaving the scene??? Ya. Me neither. πŸ™ƒ Ok I fibbed (lied my ass off). From the onset of my relationship…

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I wonder what it would be like to miss my dead mom…

I have a love/ really fucking annoyed at/ hate relationship with Facebook. I LOVE soooooo many aspects of it. Connecting with and loving on my peeps that are not near me. Getting snippets into the lives of those I care about. Halloween is one of my very favoritest (made up word) times in the Facebook…

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How waitressing has shown me some old wounds…

I haven’t been wordy for a while. Well that’s a lie. Ive been wordy cause that’s who I am on a cellular level 😜 I just haven’t officially worded in blog form lately. So here goes: Something rattled my little heart the other day and it’s through writing I am able to journal and heal.…

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How my own self-love journey allowed me to heal from hating Dead Mom…

When I think about it I realize that I have spent the majority of my life vehemently hating my (now dead) mom. It’s been a hot minute since I have sat down and let words come to life. I think it’s time to give credit where credit is due. I need to talk about my…

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Turn up our self-love dial and watch shift happen πŸ™ƒ

“As I began to love myself my relationship with everyone changed” is one of the most profound concepts I have come across. It’s incredibly transformative and yet so many of us haven’t the slightest grasp of what this means. Our external relationships are a direct mirror to our relationship we have with ourselves. An example…

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The scale can go fuck itself πŸ™ƒ

I’m not one to preach or write something that I don’t have experience with so when I tell you I have been in the trenches at war with myself and letting my happiness be dictated by the scale… I’m not exaggerating. Not the slightest. It’s awful how addicted or obsessive I was around that stupid…

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How limiting beliefs that cause us repeated suffering of a similar flavor can be traced back to a single event…

I have this place in my soul I refer to as the vault that I have shoved memories and things that have happened to me or that I endured to never be seen in the light of day again. I was delusional in my belief that if I blacked out a traumatic memory it would…

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