Let's stop trying to make "normal" happen and let "interesting" run free instead.
So, here I am. Two kids, married to a trustworthy, kind, provider who is married to his job. Is it time to leave my husband?
Today is International Day Of Happiness. It’s a damaging narrative that invalidates the experiences of people who are simply unable to be happy.
Unless I’ve asked for advice specifically (or you know me so well that I don’t have to ask), you don’t have the right to comment on my singledom.
Do I give you unsolicited advice on your marriage? Don't comment on my singledom.
I do know that nothing is working out the way I dreamed it would when I was a kid. And I also know that at this exact moment in time, I’ve never been happier.
Sometimes you have to let go of your dreams. As the years go by, you come to the realization that who you are now is pretty much who you’ll be forever.
My happiness is what undid me, ironically. I worried so much about being OK with the happiness that I fell apart.
"I don’t view my mental illness as something that gets in the way of a happy or meaningful future, but rather a practical reality of the life I live and plan to continue living."
I’ve been mentally ill pretty much my whole entire life, and it isn’t something I see going away any time soon. I don’t see that as an inherently bad thing.
This can go two ways. You stay at your job and stay miserable. You stay at your job but look for jobs. Which way works best? You guessed it.
What do you do when your workplace is so toxic that it makes you sick? How do you take action then? What happens when you have nothing left to give?
I am stronger than my struggle and I am worth the work it takes. I’ve survived every hard day of my life so far, and I will survive more. The chasm between surviving and thriving is faith.
"There is always someone who loves you. There is always someone who cares."