The New Me

5/9/17      Have you ever been so deeply terrified of something that it gives you the creepy-crawly heebie-jeebies whenever you even think about it? A lot of these fears come from experiences, but most of them, I feel, come from just watching it on TV or reading about it. The definition of an irrational fear, or phobia, is "a type of anxiety disorder that describes an excessive and irrational fear of a specific object, activity or situation." Some of these fears are mild and easier to ignore or get over, whereas others cripple your ability to function normally in your daily life. I took to Facebook tonight, and asked an open question: What are some of your irrational fears that you wish you could get over? The results were truly amazing. I had over 30 answers from friends, family, classmates co-workers, people that I hadn't talked to in months or years, people that I talk to every day. Many of the answers were things that I have been afraid of for my...

5/7/17      I decided to do this questionnaire post, it's called "Questions to Deepen the Connection." It's questions that you should ask your partner to get to know each other better. I just thought I'd do a fun kind of post, and maybe you guys will use it with your partners as well. 1. Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?      Honestly I think at this point in my life I would say Snoop Dogg. I don't think I really need to explain why. Everyone knows it would be awesome, and if you say it wouldn't be, you're lying to yourself.      2. Would you like to be famous? In what way?      Probably for my art, or something that I created/invented 3. Before making a phone call, do you ever rehearse what you’re going to say? Why?      If it's an important phone call, I always either rehearse or write down what I'm going to say, just s...

5/6/17      I'm warning you in advance... this is going to be a mushy post. If you're someone who doesn't like to read about mushy and romantic and lovey things, this is your cue to hop off. Tonight, I'm talking about love. This is something I've been getting questions about. People want the details of my relationship. Well, I'm not going to give them to you just like that. I think some things are better off kept private. But, I will give you some insight on how I feel about this man.      As most of you know, I've been in a long-distance relationship for almost two months now with basically the most amazing human being I've ever met. I have never really thought about doing something like this. Everyone says it's impossible, but I haven't found it to be quite as difficult. Sure, there are days when it's very hard. But most of the time, I find ways to distract myself from thinking about it. I write about it, I talk about it w...

5/4/17      Good evening all! May the 4th be with you. Tonight I'm feeling like answering questions. So I'm doing an About Me post. Just so some of my audience can get to know me a little better. 50 Questions Tag! Here are the questions and my answers: 1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?  I was supposed to be, but my parents decided on something else at the last minute. 2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?  Earlier today, watching Chicago Fire. Always. 3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?  I love my handwriting. Sometimes I just write random words so I can look at it. I'm weird like that. 4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?  Bologna, turkey and ham.  5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? NOPE! Not yet. Lol 6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Of course. I'm a pretty cool cat. I might even date myself too. 7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?  Um, more than most people... Probably more than I should. ...

5/3/17      Have you ever felt uninspired, unmotivated, and just kind of blah? I have often felt this way. Whenever I need a bit of inspiration or I'm just feeling down and need a little pick-me-up, I look to things that make me happy. Here's a list of 50 things that inspire me/make me happy.      1) My boyfriend <3 He makes me very happy and always calms me down and makes me laugh.      2) My family. They're always there for me through everything and are so supportive.      3) My friends. They're straight with me no matter what and keep me laughing and we do everything together.      4) Coffee (yes coffee is #4!!) Honestly, how would I survive without coffee? I don't even want to think about it.      5) Music/singing. Singing has always been a passion of mine, and I love to belt out songs, especially while I'm driving. I also love singing to my s...

5/2/17      Lately I've had the same things on my mind. I've felt like I've failed myself, and everyone I love. I've felt like I didn't know where I belonged. I've been sad for a while now; I haven't been my goofy, happy self. I can't explain the exact reason why at this time. I had everything going for me, and I still couldn't be happy. It's not like I hate life, or anything like that, because I love life. I have an amazing boyfriend, friends and family by my side who support me through everything going on. Even when I fail at things they're always there to encourage me and help me through it, and when my heart is broken they stay to pick up the pieces. But something has been holding me back from being happy. I haven't been doing the things I want to do for lack of caring, because I just can't get excited about anything that I used to. I can't pinpoint the moment that this all happened. It all just kind of fell apart over ...

5/1/17       She puts down the bottle, knowing she shouldn't pick it back up again. Knowing it won't help her pain. Everything is a blur now, but here she sits, not remembering how she even got home today. An ashtray full of cigarettes smoked halfway through, empty beer cans pizza boxes and ice cream cartons litter the floor.      "How do I stop this ache in my heart?" she wonders out loud. "How can I fix this sickness?"      "You can't," says a voice, deeper than her own.      "Who's there?!" She exclaims, turning to the darkened room. Nobody answers. Suddenly a knock at the door startles her. She takes a long swig from her beloved bottle and stumbles to the door, fumbling with the locks. "I said, who's there?!" She yells it louder. Nothing. The knock repeats itself, hollow and haunting, and she throws open the door. The hallway is empty. She turns around slowly and see...