Jis, depression is tough though. I’m pretty sure that people assume that you just pop a little pill and you’re the vision of happiness, amirite? That isn’t how it works, and you do need a little something extra to get through the day. Continue reading
There are a few things that women have to deal with that guys get away with, and some that we share. We kind of have this unwritten pact not to talk about the things that I’m about to talk about, but I just couldn’t resist anymore.
Here is what I will never understand, if we are the writers of our own story, why do we let other people dictate how it goes? Why do we let that nasty little voice in the back of our minds tell us what we are going to do? How dare the little demons of doubt claw their way into what you are capable of, and they hide behind our cants.
It’s been raining a lot lately, which is great for the drought we found ourselves in here in JHB, but not so great for the roads. My first instinct as I felt my car slip out of my control was to reach my hand out to Riley. That meme became my reality in that moment when I realized there was nothing I could do but brace him for impact. My second instinct was that my insurance company was going to flip out because I smashed into the back of another car.
It’s been nearly a month since we last spoke. I can blame work, life or anything else that pops up in a day, but I’ve just been out of touch. I’ve put off blogging for a while and it’s just because I really didn’t feel like it.
I will be the first to admit that I have a flair for the dramatics. Most of the time the drama isn’t even real, but I add it anyway. Every now and then you experience the kind of day that makes people cringe. You experience the kind of day that makes you chuckle nervously and clench your butthole a little. Today is that day for me. Continue reading
Apparently today is a Blue Monday. The third Monday of the new year is typically when all those good intentions go bad. Jokes on them though, I’ve only just started again.