Life is hard. Bacon makes it better.
Well-behaved* women seldom make history.”
—Laurel Thatcher Ulrich
*What I find humorous is that folks will like, favourite, re-tweet, & otherwise share this sentiment with ringing endorsements, then they’ll abruptly unfollow/defriend me when I misbehave.
Ah, Alanis, that is what we accurately deem ‘ironic.’
I’m grateful for 81 days of continuous sobriety. I’m grateful that it’s been 112 days since I last took an antidepressant or mood stabiliser AND that my depression has finally lifted. More than anything, right now I’m grateful for the wonderful challenges and amazing difficulties that I’ve been through and am presently in the midst of navigating. It may sound strange to be thankful for hard times, and I was a bit surprised when the words, “thank you for my difficulties” came across my tongue in prayer last week, but I’m grateful for this gratitude.
It’s through these difficulties that I grow. It’s the financial challenges that I’m struggling with right now that humble me and force me to reach out and say, “I need help.” Even in the middle of the storm, even with everything seemingly falling apart all around me, I’ve remained centred. That’s all faith. That’s all God. That’s all a Power greater than myself. Through this and my connection with my Higher Power, I’ve found stores of strength and grace that I never thought myself possible of wielding. I’ve encountered this gorgeous warrior of a woman — and she’s me! I’m not just becoming great; I am great… provided that I stay deeply connected to the Power that fuels me.
I’m grateful for the Hell I’ve endured. I’m open to the lessons I’ve yet to learn. I’m on fire and excited about life. Let’s get to it!
108 days free from psych meds. 78 days of continuous sobriety. I’m not endorsing discontinuation of meds, not by any means, but for me, it took the former to promote the latter. However, I do feel like I was overmedicated.
While we’re talking milestones, check this out: on 12.13.2003, I graduated from one of the finest institutions in the South, The Georgia Institute of Technology with my Bachelor’s of Science in Computer Science with Highest Honour.
That’s right! Today’s the 10 year anniversary of my college graduation. What a long, strange, wonderful trip it’s been. I’ve always wanted to return to higher ed, but the winding road of my life hasn’t quite led me back there yet. I’ve actually started looking at PhD programs in Neuroscience… and, armed with a burgeoning clarity of mind and reinvigorated sense of self, this dream may finally have wings.
Happy Friday the 13th, y’all! DREAM BIG!
feel what I feel
within myself — that is trying to
become aware of it
also what I feel in others
not being ashamed of my feeling, thoughts — or ideas
realize the thing that
they are –
— Marilyn Monroe
See more poems & read the full article “Marilyn Monroe’s Unpublished Poems: The Complex Private Person Behind the Public Persona” (from brainpickings.org).
Why shop Indie?
When you shop at an independently owned business, your entire community benefits:
- Spend $100 at a local and $68 of that stays in your community. Spend the same $100 at a national chain, and your community only sees $43.
- Local businesses create higher-paying jobs for our neighbors.
- More of your taxes are reinvested in your community–where they belong.
- Buying local means less packaging, less transportation, and a smaller carbon footprint.
- Shopping in a local business district means less infrastructure, less maintenance, and more money to beautify your community.
- Local retailers are your friends and neighbors—support them and they’ll support you.
- Local businesses donate to charities at more than twice the rate of national chains.
- More independents means more choice, more diversity, and a truly unique community.
Now is the time to stand up and join your fellow individuals in the IndieBound mission supporting local businesses and celebrating independents.
The only way I’ve found to ensure that I consistently take multi-vitamins and supplements is to buy them as gummies. Further evidence of my refusal to grow up— which, by the way, is grossly overrated.
I believe that one defines oneself by reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself. To cut yourself out of stone.”