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Month: July 2025

  • Myself?!

    Myself?!

    I mean, this is true for everyone, isn’t it? The one person we spend the most time with is ourselves. Buuuut… this prompt is fairly ambiguous, even if the implied meaning is asking for “other people” we spend time with. On that note, I spend the most time with The Boyfriend and our 4 cats.…

  • Giving Grace

    Giving Grace

    One type of therapy I’m in (*counting* Out of 6?!) is Trauma-Informed Yoga Therapy. Thus, because I looked up the meaning of her real name to give a nickname for privacy, my yoga therapist’s official nickname as of this morning is: Grace. Hi, I hope you like the nickname! Thank you for reading my blog!…

  • EnchiPants

    EnchiPants

    Oddly enough, one of my brand new posts was about this very thing: “The Evolution of EnchiPants” – I hope you’ll take the time to check it out. I have nothing left in me for a regular post today. There’s too much exploding in my head and my heart is in agony. Apathy and Despair…

  • Things That Break

    Things That Break

    I tried to start this post yesterday and just couldn’t. Second attempt?! Today, I wish to write about the “intangible” things that can break. I had planned to use “ethereal” there (it’s a beautiful word, imho), but it has a different connotation and doesn’t quite fit. Google: “Intangible things, while not physical, can be ‘broken’…

  • I’m Just… Tired

    I’m Just… Tired

    I have a Draft titled, “Things That Break” and had every intention of writing about that today, but… I’m just tired. I tried, of course, but my heart just isn’t in it (there’s a broken thing) and my mind is in shambles (ope, another broken thing). This causes me to get distracted easily by things…

  • Ugh. Mondays.

    Ugh. Mondays.

    Welp… I’m honestly at a loss for words (I’m sure that will improve). All I really want to do at this point is curl up and succumb to a permanent nap. Hard truths… I do want my suffering to end, I just don’t have the balls to make that happen. Probably for the best, I…

  • The Void of Despair

    The Void of Despair

    “Words of Affirmation” is my Love Language. Words are my emotional and mental lifeblood, they can lift me up AND break me down. They can help me thrive in tough times, or… send me spiraling into The Void of Despair – which is not a good place for me. Hurtful words are like a landmine,…

  • Bleh… religion

    Bleh… religion

    First, the featured image was retrieved from here… I’ll start off with the “motto” I stole from my best friend, Granny Sídhe: I believe in the validity of all faiths and none. I’m not sure where she got it from, I know she’s told me… but alas, shit memory strikes again! 😅 That being said,…

  • WTAF, Brain?!

    WTAF, Brain?!

    So, there I was, strolling calmly along a gravel path in “normal” dreamlike fashion, nothing out-of-the-ordinary worth noting. It was a generally nice day with a few clouds scattering the sky. I remember seeing a sign previously, but not what it said, just that it was naming an area where a road would end in…

  • I’m a Whore for Psychology

    I’m a Whore for Psychology

    A favorite thing of mine to say is, “I’m a whore for __________.” I think it lets the receiver know that I’m pretty obsessed with whatever that thing is. It was especially entertaining when I used it on My German for the first time. Language barriers are fun sometimes, even though he speaks English really…

  • The Dementor

    The Dementor

    Yeah, I enjoyed Harry Potter. Can’t say I’m a fan of the author, but… this isn’t about HP. It’s – yet another – “nickname” scenario. I met Isaac (The Dementor) in May of 2013, shortly after I’d been fired from the apartment management job (See Here). A friend of mine had set me up to…

  • The Aftermath

    The Aftermath

    One song that I used to love, for no other reason than how beautiful it was, is “You Lost Me” – by Christina Aguilera. It’s 15 years old now and I still love it. The problem is that now it’s hauntingly beautiful and – unfortunately – relatable (in a way). It’s another “need to listen…