I have to constantly remind myself to never read the comment section of an article. I want to read them because I am interested in hearing others opinions and seeing both sides to a story, however, what ends up happening is I just get angry. Angry that people are unwilling to listen or even pretend … Continue reading Reminder, never read the comments
. Sometimes I wonder if I made the wrong choice. . I love what I do but... It's also what's killing me. I can't image doing anything else. It's what I've wanted to do ever since a little girl. Caring for animals is all I know, it's my passion, it's my dream. But at the … Continue reading Do what you love?
Sometimes I wonder why I'm even here? What's the point? No one even likes having me around. I don't have any friends. My own family even hates me. And sometimes I feel like my husband would be better off if I weren't around. All I do is stress him out and bring him down. I … Continue reading Why am I here?
You ever feel like you're just going to explode? Like you've just reached your limits? When you are giving everything you have and yet nothing is what you thought? I feel like I am working so hard yet I am going no where. I can't keep this up, yet what other choice do I have? … Continue reading Boiling Point
Thoughts. So many thoughts running through my head. The stress, the anxiety, the worry. Not feeling good enough, not being truly happy. Unable to let go of the past, unable to advance. How do we heal? How do we move on? How do we learn to love ourselves? Feeling worthless, feeling hopeless, feeling guilty. Unsure … Continue reading Where do we go from here?
I allowed myself to have a nice relaxing day yesterday. I watched TV, walked the dogs, and did yoga. I was still able to accomplish some small things around the house, but for the most part I granted myself a day off from housework and studying. I really needed a day to relax. I wish … Continue reading Trying to Relax but Worried about Money
So I think I may need to start blogging less, and that's okay. I don't always have much to say so spacing posts out wouldn't be such a bad thing. The reason why I started blogging daily to begin with, was to help me sleep. This blog is basically my diary. I used to lay … Continue reading What was the point of this again?