Feeling sorry for myself? That's the absolute worst thing I think Hilda has me feeling. I hate that I have succumbed to that crap. And it's a criticism I heard about myself this morning. The criticism was intended to be constructive and it was. Of course, I didn't want to accept it...not really. Rather, I … Continue reading Cynical
Back when I was first diagnosed with type 1 diabetes (of course, back in those days is was Juvenile Onset Diabetes), I had a difficult time giving myself shots of insulin - at eight years old, you can imagine my fear of shots. Well, I worked with a therapist that helped me get over what … Continue reading What I See for Myself?
Continuing following a long my Beautiful Me Journal (BMJ), the author of the book I'm following states specific questions with respect to making dreams a reality. But I'm going to do this entry, slightly, differently considering my last post in the BMJ was a little more selective than the author intended - not that my … Continue reading BMJ: Day 109 – Get Clear on My Intention
Living in the past fucking sucks. And yet, I do it. Regularly. Today on my morning commute to work, my thoughts were on how much I don't like where I'm working and it got me to thinking about the job and career I had before. The job I was laid off from back in 2015. … Continue reading Living in the Past F@^king Sucks: God’s Punishment
I can't remember when I posted last, but I can say it's been a while and I was too excited to make a post and give and update to my life that I jumped on here without checking the date of my last post. I think I mentioned on previous posts that I had been … Continue reading Where the hell have I been?