An angry storm blew in today and knocked me to the ground. I tried to find my bearings but nothing could be found. It howled and cursed and grumbled-- hurled hailstones at my feet. My attempts to rise were futile, I prepared to admit defeat The road is slick with raindrops The path... Continue Reading →
I'm a do-er. Or in Fraggle Rock lingo, a doozer. Remember them? Those guys were always busy. Working, moving around, building things. I never really knew what they were building, or if the work they were doing had any real purpose, but man could they go to town. In fact, if my sources are correct, these little... Continue Reading →
This is probably going to sound like a rehash of a previous post, but if you're anything like me, sometimes you need to hear things a few times before they really sink in. Or in my case, MANY times. I'm actually a pretty quick study most of the time, but with the case of anxiety,... Continue Reading →
Hating myself does nothing to motivate me to change. It just makes me feel shittier. You can’t hate yourself into changing. Believe me, I’ve tried.