At Least They're Committed

It’s Saturday night and I’m totally rocking it! Soloing it on the front porch, shutting out the yappy-ass dog down the street, taking my first sip of cheap rum on ice in belated honor of National Rum Day and taking a break from the bad novel that I swore I wouldn’t read until I’d done some of my own weak research Read more

A delightful gal where I work said to me yesterday that one of the things she likes about me is my confidence, and it has had me perplexed ever since wondering if pretending to be confident and being confident are the same thing. Read more

Wonderful, beautiful, life enhancing scenarios are playing out around me. My friends are doing well, moving up and on and realizing their dreams in their careers, in their retirement and in their lives. It’s just not possible to feel down when I hear about the exciting new horizons they’re embarking on — things that they’ve worked Read more

Hard to tell what the trigger will be and how the assault will begin. The anxiety — the difficulty breathing, mind racing, eyes darting, threat at every turn — that began last night with no sleep and carried through today started casually in a meeting, where I laughed and faux hurled when someone’s name was Read more

Two full, nine-hour days of work and not one person noticed my fabulous battle wound. It’s fading now, so it’s less likely to be noticed and certainly won’t be as much fun. Bother. What good is having a 3X2-inch green, yellow, black, red and purple bruise if there’s no one around to appreciate it? I Read more

Many times a day I feel like yelling, “I was attractive once!” But since Kevin pointed out to me that self-deprecation doesn’t suit me and that I should know full well that I am still attractive, I’ve been far more careful of blurting out such things. In fact, when someone now looks for affirmation from me Read more