Giving Up
Have you ever just reached a point with something where you decide you’ve had enough? You just don’t feel like fighting or struggling anymore? You are just *so* completely tired and worn with the effort and exertion of trying to achieve something that you decide you’re done? That’s where I am at the moment. Disclaimer: To all of my arm-chair psychoanalysts out there, no this is not some kind of a cry for help. There is no need to raise any kind of an alarm. I am not going
F Words
I’ve got a few to describe my dedication to writing HERE, but I’ll be good for now. Seriously LD? 5 FULL months? That's a record, and not the pride-inducing-Olympic kind either. Apparently I’ve been busy. Very busy. Work became beyond hectic. Then I had a little six-week post-operative thing (maybe I’ll talk about why I had surgery at some point, but not today). Then I’ve been playing catch-up. Bottom line? Life got in the way, as it so often does. But today…today I’m
Emotions and Perspective
In life we often find ourselves riding an emotional roller coaster. We get to experience incredibly high highs with love, light and laughter, which can be followed by depressingly low lows with death, darkness and despair. Of course there are all kinds of levels in between. Granted, they make pills these days to temper the extreme nature of human emotion, but to a certain extent I believe those peaks and valleys are part of our life experience and make being part of this c
Anxiety
Today I am Anxious. Here’s the interesting part of that word (am I becoming a logophile??)…it has two meanings that are in some ways contrary to one another. They are: Full of mental distress or uneasiness because of fear of danger or misfortune; greatly worried Earnestly desirous; eager OK, that’s odd isn’t it? You can be both fearful and eager in one word. Yet, that is precisely what I am feeling at the moment. I have a trip coming up. Going to New Orleans for the firs
Anger
Emotions are a very powerful thing. I spent the first 30 or so years of my life denying that I had any emotions that weren’t positive. I was the eternally happy, cheerful one of the bunch. Nothing ever got me down. Of course in reality I internalized every negative emotion—usually in the form of chocolate or bread. Mmmmm….chocolate bread…with cherries…my friend Kat gave me a recipe for that…gotta try it out soon. But I digress. Since my divorce and my subsequent time on
