Here's a troubling combination- my severe allergy to my cat flaring up and getting my period this morning in the midst of a 30-hour-and-counting headache
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My social anxiety almost got the best of me today. It really wasn't until I made that uncomfortable phone call that I realized that truly is what my problem is
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There's nothing so special about drinking a glass of box wine out of a coffee mug that says "Mother Mother Mother" at one in the afternoon on Monday. It's just one of those things that makes me me
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Unexpected money brings the same type of joy to me that a newborn brings to a new mother. My little bundle of joy is not due to arrive for another couple of weeks, but I am stoked
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Maybe I'm just more confused than I am upset. I really just don't understand how something that is permissible for someone else is something I am cast out and held accountable for and made to feel like shit about. I suppose I'm just curious why the level of expectation is higher for me?