I may not be introverted, but I am introspective.
And I am eternally grateful for the people in my life who reach out to me even when I’m feeling this way. I love and adore you all.
September 9th, 2014
Tag Archives: confessional
September 2nd, 2014
Actually, I ended up running late to work the next day so … a little regret.
Sometimes I forget that my body reacts differently to things at 210 pounds than it did at 310 pounds.
August 31st, 2014
On the one hand, this feels like an epiphany and on the other it seems like common sense.
August 29th, 2014
I’ll just be over here in the corner, being completely unable to play it cool.
August 24th, 2014
This dream became strangely prophetic as it turns out that whatever illness I may have originally had, this particular set of problems was caused by an abscess.
Am I in tune with my body or have dream, reality, and my work mingled somehow? Does it matter?
August 17th, 2014
When describing my day to a friend, she said “you know how to party.”
It’s a recently acquired skill, but apparently I do.
August 15th, 2014
The line between having self-awareness and a willingness to question your own motives and just being crippled by obsessive self-doubt is a fine one.
August 12th, 2014
I can be rather … intense.
It means connections come quickly and strongly, it means I am always passionate and driven, but it isn’t without complications.
I’m not saying this is a positive or that it is a negative, it’s just something that I’m aware of. Something that I think about.
And thus, something that I write about.
July 25th, 2014
This was yet another eventful hike. I didn’t get my camp set up until midnight, then woke up to a couple of dudebro’s setting up their camp at about 2:15 AM.
But I regret not a second of it.
July 24th, 2014
I know what to do when I’m sad, I’m learning what to do when I’m anxious, but man oh man do I have no idea what to do when I’m angry.
It just doesn’t suit me. At all.