Reflecting on this day and while I wish I could share an inspirational message, but the biggest thing I have learned in these last eight years is that life is incredibly hard…make that FUCKING hard…And just when you think it can’t get any harder, it does. Continue reading
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
So here’s the problem…I’m afraid to talk the food part being hard. I feel stuck in a corner.
It’s no one’s fault but my own. My therapist does not want to do this again, and I understand where she is coming from. She has every right to not want to do this type of work with me. The hard part about that is, if she doesn’t, I don’t have anyone to do that with. And I’m left with no one who can know what is going on. Its only me. Continue reading
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