Other than zumba, yoga is the only type of exercise I can stand.
She’s a baaaaandwagon, make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love.
Good ol’ Top Ten Tuesdays catching me unawares like they do every week!
This is a good one. It’s like confession for readers.
Forgive me, Jane Austen, for I bear some very unpopular opinions.
My mom suggested this tag a while ago.
Like, a WHILE ago.
A couple days ago, I chose protagonist Emi to represent my entire personality.
I’d identified closely with Harry Potter in the past, but those days were over…
I came across Sam Dylan Finch’s wonderful blog on Twitter.
His writing is so clear and compassionate.
I don’t LOVE how much I identify with this post, which is exactly why it’s so important.
Give it a read.
I’ve learned in life that when you observe a pattern about yourself, it might be worth examining (okay, this is an understatement — I can pretty much guarantee you that you’ll come out wiser).
One of my big “aha” moments this year was around a relationship pattern that I hadn’t noticed before. I realized that I’m a people-pleaser.
Being liked by others, especially in my personal life, came at the expense of voicing my true feelings and needs. It was more important to be liked than it was to have relationships that felt honest and nourishing.
And it’s a lonely place to be — it can feel like no one knows your true feelings or self, and that you are secondary in relationships that should feel equal. Unsurprisingly, this can lead to a hell of a lot of resentment.
And thus… a pattern emerged.
My favorite kind of person to…
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I know this is my third post today.
I can’t be stopped.
May is over.