Years ago, I wrote about how I was surprised by my growing capacity to love. Every time I find someone worthy of romantic feelings, I find this to still be true. It serves as the weak glow of hope that keeps me searching for a partner even when a majority of the time I feel certain I won't find one. Each time I open myself up to love someone, I'm ( Read more... )

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Continuing the "get to know me" series...

WEIRD TRANSITIONAL PERIOD, ROUND 1I went to college directly after high school, but I call this a transitional period because it took awhile for me to find my way to a school where I could actually be happy and finish my degree ( Read more... )

Hiiiiyeeeee!! I'm Joelle. Don't get me wrong, I don't expect many people who aren't already my friends to read my blog. BUT JUST IN CASE, and also for those who fall in the "acquaintance" category, Imma write some shit about me ( Read more... )

EDITOR'S NOTE 2/3/14: This was an interesting idea that never happened. I could blog all day about my parents, but I don't know how healthy that would be for my mental state, and really the main thing is that they read this blog. So I gave up on blogging altogether. But I'd like to start again, if only to keep a sporadic record of my life. So I ( Read more... )

It's crazy how fast people (I) change. That's the take-home message from reading my entries from the past year. Maybe it'd be a less dramatic change if I updated more often. I know I say this all the time, but I'm so thankful that 1. Livejournal exists and 2. I decided at age 14 to start this thing and never forgot about it ( Read more... )

It's almost like the older we get, the more able we are to love. I always pictured it the opposite way. Life is more interesting and more rewarding than I expected. It's also more unfair and more frustrating. I'm just waiting for this particular barrage of events and emotions and struggles to pass. Just desperately gathering myself together ( Read more... )

My stress is consuming me lately to the point that I can't be my regular social self, and that makes me feel guilty and worthless, which really doesn't help. Being broke is scary and Ellie (my dog) is getting healthier but I can't keep her in this apartment 8 hours a day, she is bored and unhappy, and I'm not sure what I'm going to do about that ( Read more... )

I really wanted to keep this thing going, but someone who reads this became intimately involved with my life and that prevents me from being a completely uncensored, expressive Livejournaler, which is the only kind of Livejournaler worth being ( Read more... )

Wish I had time to write on here anymore. I'd like to talk about old friends and how people change and grow. I'd like to talk about "growing up" and being an "adult" and what that means and whether most people decide it should be a certain way, like picking out a white wedding dress, and they just do it, and they don't know why. I'd like to talk ( Read more... )