A blog about mental health, self acceptance, and embracing all the magnificentally awkward moments along the way.
I've eaten close to 2 lbs of halloween candy today because when it comes to candy I have no chill. None. Zero. I can feel like death warmed over and it wouldn't matter. Hell I do feel like death warmed over and I'm still shoveling candy in my face hole. Some day my kids will be … Continue reading Halloween Candy and I Have Problems (plus NANOWRIMO starts NOW!)
Growing up our house was always clean. Not the sterile-hovering behind you with a towel while you drank juice-Stepford wives kind of clean, but the comfortable-homey-warm kind of clean. The kind of clean where you knew you could still make messes but you never felt that itchy, claustrophobic feeling that comes with chaos and clutter. … Continue reading What I Mean when I say I’m Giving Up
#metoo I was skeptical when I started seeing this pop up. Another, "share if you think rape sucks" trope that does nothing but make the poster feel good about themselves while doing absolutely fucking nothing to actually help. T&Ps to the victims but no cash to the crisis centers, no speaking to representatives about changing … Continue reading #metoo
"Mommy, I forgot another snack. I'm sorry." She'd brought enough for all of us plus some. She'd counted out three apples for the three of us. She found her little ziplock bag of cheerios. She remembered a spoon for the applesauce. She helped me pour milk for her brother and get a water bottle for … Continue reading Sorry
I've never discounted the role of the stay at home mom (SAHM), I really haven't. I knew they did a lot. More than a lot. Too much. But I didn't...couldn't know just how hard it can be. There are certainly things that are easier. Seeing my kids do adorable things or make leaps in their … Continue reading When Not Making Progress IS Progress
New thing: Thoughts on the Run Sundays. Because I run a lot and that means I think a lot and sometimes I come up with some good, introspective stuff. And sometimes I come up with really random funny stuff. Either way, good stuff so this is now a thing. Bam. Every good dieter knows you're … Continue reading Thoughts on the Run: The Real Why
Authenticadjective 1. not false or copied; genuine; real: an authentic antique. 2. having an origin supported by unquestionable evidence;authenticated; verified: an authentic document of the Middle Ages; an authentic work of the old master. 3. representing one’s true nature or beliefs; true to oneself or to the person identified: a story told in the authentic voice of a Midwestern farmer; a senator’s speech that sounded authentic. 4: Big giant scary ball of sucky bullshit except not really bullshit but I call it that because being scared makes me sweary. So part of this journey I’m on is to find my authentic self. My life up to now has been more or less orchestrated by … Continue reading Authentic Self; that Big Scary Ball of Suck
Yesterday, I ran a marathon. Not just any marathon--a trail marathon along the north shore with an 11,000 foot net elevation change and a relatively high potential for falling off a cliff (or at least a REALLY big hill). Yesterday, I ran my heart out. I felt strong and confident. I ran with a hand … Continue reading The Story my Fear Tells
Today I am up at 6:02 am and that is how I know I've made the right choice. I have never been a morning person. Not naturally. I can force myself up with a minimum of 2 alarms and 2.5 extra hours built in but with the exception of Christmas morning, I don't wake or … Continue reading I Actually Did It
I've always loved bookstores. I'm not sure what it is about them exactly (well, beyond the books. I = book lover) but they have always been, by far, my store of choice. Even as a kid I was obsessed with them. Walden Books was an absolute must during every shopping trip to the mall. I … Continue reading A Bookstore Ephiphany
An Awkwardly Magnificent Life 