I’m sitting at Barnes and Noble this afternoon in the cafe section, and I open up my laptop to log onto their wifi network. This is something I have been doing every singe day for the past week, as I am in the midst of job hunting, and, given that I also have no desk or Internet, let alone a place to live, Barnes and Noble cafe has become my “office”. Continue reading
Tag: limits
The phone call that changed everything
I needed some sort of warning for this before this morning…
…and on a day I’m supposed to go to work. I honestly did not go into this phone call expecting this to be the outcome. I thought I was the one making who was going to be making a choice, that I had a decision to make and that I had some questions around the possible options of that decision. That alone felt super challenging and emotional. I’d spent all week preparing for that. Doing so much journaling and soul searching. Really trying to determine what was the best choice. Continue reading
Destroying the things that matter most
What happens when you just keep destroying the things that matter most in your life?
What does it mean about me that I can see what’s going wrong, can identify the patterns and understand that my actions are causing the effects I don’t like, yet I continue to act out in them? Continue reading
My Perfect Storm
It’s hard for me to not feel like I’ve totally fucked everything up. I really feel like I’ve created the perfect storm in many ways. Continue reading
