Finally been making some progress with this Hoarding problem I have. True progress, not just my stuff was thrown away so I need to start collecting all over again. ME sorting through my own stuff, decided what goes (a lot) and what stays (still too much, but I'm getting there). This makes me very happy and hopeful ( Read more... )

When I had my first son I wasn’t truly THAT young. Not young in years, nor in my mind either. However, I can see now that I was emotionally young. I felt a strong sense of shame in getting pregnant unintentionally and out of wedlock (even though I know MOST pregnancies are unintended). My own shame, led to fear of others judging me. If I ( Read more... )

As a young girl I had no dreams or fantasies about growing up and getting married. In my early to mid-teens I started to allow myself some fantasies; but never dreamed it would really happen. Finding someone I loved, who loved me in return, the odds seemed far too high for me to take it seriously. Even in my late teens and early twenties when I ( Read more... )

Phil... The Groundhog. He does NOT see his shadow and so Spring will be early? Doesn't one usually see their shadow when it's SUNNY outside? Understand I do not. Of course Phil doesn't actually decide the fate of our winter. No, that goes to the men in the tuxedos. Go figure ( Read more... )

Okay, so I'm at conflict. Watching Penn & Teller's Bullshit brings up something I felt so strongly about as a young child, in my early teens. However, it's an issue I've long since abandoned in my adult years. Therefore, for the first time in a long time I find myself conflicted ( Read more... )

I've been bad. I haven't written in here like I said I was going to. Not that writing is a chore, or should be; but it makes me feel so much better I should allow myself some not so guilty pleasures ( Read more... )

I am happy to have found Psych & Monk & a ton of other shows & movies on Netflix. It brings me joy. I was seriously depressed 2nite but am finding joy now. :) I wanted to write so much more; but I just don't feel it at this moment. Maybe later tonight; maybe tomorrow,

I haven't been maintaining this journal for many reasons. For a while it was more fun to post on other sites as I knew people I knew in the real world were reading them. I got more comments, sometimes online; though USUALLY face to face. For someone who never knew how to express herself adequately it was really neat to really feel heard ( Read more... )

One time, as a young teenager, I had a dream so vivid & so scary it affected me for over a decade afterwards even though it wasn’t a recurring nightmare. In my dream, I was lying down on my bed getting ready to fall asleep. I heard someone come in, felt them surrounding me. I was scared. I thought I should burrow down under the covers, hide. I ( Read more... )

Sometimes I'm losing my mind ( Read more... )