How am I supposed to just be these days? If I stay quiet IRL is that the same as not posting on Facebook/Instagram/Wordpress/My Blog for a week? Will you know I am okay? Will I know I am okay? If is the internet doesn't know that I am okay, am I okay? What is okay anyway? …
DIY Hair or Hair Trauma/Drama or I wanted to post all these Photos of Me with Good and Bad Hair Days
DIY Haircuts have always been a thing for me. The earliest memory I have of giving myself a haircut is when I was about 5 years old, and I was at my best friend's house in Bishopville, MD. My mom has repeatedly been saying that I really needed a haircut, and so I thought Why not …
You Will Forget One Day or Miscarrying is Lame
Hi Guys. Trigger warning if the title didn't clue you in, I'm going to talk about having a miscarriage right now. I have shared pretty openly about things in the past, and so I will share again, but this one might be less humorous than normal, because, well, it has to be. Charles and I …
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It’s Birthday Week or Let’s Kick Self Judgement in the Ass
I woke up this morning and after thinking about the lives of my peers I wondered if, on the precipice of my 34th birthday, it could be said that all the choices that I've made up until this point of my life have really been so poor that I cannot turn my life around. This …
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My Sun Mustache or Be Grateful You’re Laughing
When I was a little girl, I walked up to a middle aged lady while in a Rite Aid and asked her why she had a beard. Because the Universe has somehow decided that I am important enough to care about spiting me for this behavior, I was blessed with a mustache that is actually …
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Adulting or Look Mom I Can Feed Myself!
There is a lot of controversy over the new term adulting. You can go down a internet wormhole on it if you want, and read about how millennials are entitled and silly, and make a big deal out of ourselves because we cook dinner or go on a run, but here's what I have to to …
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