It’s cloudy and rainy here today. The other day the weather was exactly the same. Continue reading “One Hundred and Ten: The sun is present.”
I can’t believe that I’ve never written this reason post before. I mean, c’mon, shoes, how could I not have put this one down yet??? Continue reading “One Hundred and Nine: Shoes”
Someone just told me they loved my avatar on SF and, I really (really, really, really 10 to the power of a billion) need the reminder at the moment… Continue reading “One Hundred and Eight: Be where you are”
I bought some new pencil crayons that I’m really enjoying.
One hundred and six.
The ability to cry. Continue reading “One Hundred and Six: The ability to cry”
I’m exhausted, tired and resentful. Really, just feeling so damn alone. As though there is no one in the world. No one who cares. No one who would be here. No one who is here. I guess this is the perfect time to write this post. It hurts to be alone. It hurts to know that there really isn’t anyone for me to reach out to. It hurts that Continue reading “One Hundred and Five: People who join me on the journey”
Someone emailed me this quote. I replied to her. Although I don’t believe in the quote fully. What would you attempt if you knew you wouldn’t fail? How about you NEVER can fail? That life is never about failing, rather about learning, about getting up, and about attempting :) Continue reading “One Hundred and Four: I would attempt”
I get to define my life. I get to choose what everything means. Everything that happens. Everything I do or don’t do. I get to choose what it means for me. I define it. No one and nothing else does. Continue reading “One Hundred and Three: The meaning I attribute”
Just came across this.
Be proud of yourself. Keep fighting. Continue on. You are worth it.
I saw this article here written in response to the death of Anthony Bourdain. I loved the description it gave, because it’s just so real, so relatable, and can describe all of life, what living in my world or the world of so many people I love, even without depression, but with anything else, is like.
When you have depression it’s like it snows every day. Continue reading “Reblog: What depression feels like”
I was driving the other day. I’m a new driver. For some reason the roads were filled with cars. When I turned onto a new road, there was often another car coming up and I should have backed up. Yet, 4 times in that half hour I was driving, I should’ve backed up, but the other person backed up instead. Continue reading “One Hundred and One: What happened to road rage??”
I’m scared to write this post. I’ve been putting off writing it. Since I don’t want to write it. Reason 100. One hundred reasons seems like an awful lot of reasons. I like the number ninety seven or one hundred and one better, yet One Hundred is more significant. Continue reading “Reason One Hundred”
I just saw this poem attributed to Dee Groberg. It’s exactly what I needed to hear at this moment in time.
Get up. And win that race. Life is one of tripping. Stumbling. Falling. We can choose, every single moment in time, whether to say in the mud, or whether to get up – and win that race. Continue reading “Ninety Nine: Get up and win that race”
This awesome post was written by F on SF
Life is a sand castle built on the beach. At some point the water will come in and your sand castle will crumble and cease to exist, but until then we’re given a shovel and a bucket – it’s implied that we’re supposed to build up our castle so we’ll be happy with what we created by the time it’s washed away because that’s what everyone else is doing. Continue reading “Ninety Eight: Sandcastles and life”