New Job Anxiety is Real.
At least Kara recognizes that I recognize that my bullshit is bullshit.
I hope to one day be able to accept a compliment.
If you find yourself telling a victim of abuse that your perception of their experience is more important than their actual experience, understand that you’re contributing to the culture that keeps abuse survivors from speaking up. You’re part of the reason battered spouses stay and rape victims don’t file charges.
But the good news is that you can stop. You can learn. And I hope that you do. Because the world doesn’t need more of that garbage.
I love you. You make me a better person.
It’s hard to make food when there is none.
The first person who sings Disney songs to me gets punched.
One of the things that probably enrages me most about this lawsuit is that this national group is using my small town school as a pawn. They’re grabbing anyone that can push their agenda and pulling the along, whether it’s in their best interests or not.
The whole thing is an ugly mess and it makes me genuinely sad.
A terrible set of drawings that depicts running as if it’s something the artist has never actually witnessed or an accurate depiction of how awkward I am as I begin a new workout routine?
Maybe it’s weird to be 38 and still figuring out some of this basic, human stuff about myself, but that’s where I am.
Anxiety Brain gets up early sometimes.