
I really [fucking] hate that sentiment. Like… it elicits a deep, visceral rage inside my guts when I hear it. And I’ve even used the damn phrase. Doesn’t make it any less condescending and dismissive, though. And yeah, life ISN’T fucking fair, but who gives a shit?! Sometimes, whatever thing we’re going through sucks major…

Once in a while, I just need to sit and listen to music… it feeds my soul. Most times, I listen to sad songs about broken love because I’m already sad. It helps me, even though it seems counterproductive. And today, as every day, I’m exhausted and just want to throw something out there that…

The Boyfriend is doing individual therapy and I think that’s fantastic. He had a session yesterday while I was at my Trauma-Informed Yoga Therapy, sweating to death with the effort of doing movements that seem like a penance compared to what I used to be able to do many moons ago when I was in…

Sometimes, I have a really difficult time trying to Brain. I was reviewing my previous post titles to see if I could find some inspiration and I noticed I have at least TWO “I’m tired” style titles. I mean… I am – literally all the time – but sheesh. Writing about how tired I am…

Ok, so… Thailand isn’t exactly an affordable trip to take for me, plus the physical issues getting in the way, buuuuut… I still want to visit Chiang Mai. I mean, look at it! Pagodas with beautiful gardens… Buddhist Temples… Aaaaand ELEPHANT SANCTUARY!!! 😍🤩🥰 And plenty of other things to see! Anyhoo… this is my dream…

The whole of existence is inundated with opposing forces: Light and Dark, Fate and Free Will, Love and Hate, Life and Death, Public and Private, Past and Present, Fast and Slow, Youth and Age, Dreaming and Reality… and so much more. I find that a healthy balance of Yin and Yang, both sides of the…

I have a few things I participate in to “maintain” what health and well-being can be had, given my state of existence (it isn’t great). Due to trauma (both my lifetime of it and recent events), I am now in 4 different trauma-informed therapies, in addition to regular therapy and couple’s therapy. Weekly, I attend…

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.…

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!…

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…

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 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…
The Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins with One Step – Lao Tzu
From the: Tao te Ching