A few nights ago, as I closed my eyes, the anxiety elephant sat on my chest and refused to go away. Every time I managed to steer my mind into a positive direction, a safe direction, she would land back in the minefield. I wouldn’t notice until tears were streaming down my face. I would … Continue reading Anxiety Elephants & All the Change →

My birthday is next week and it's honestly my favorite day of the whole year. From this last statement, you might assume I love the spotlight. But you know what they say about assuming. That's really quite far from the truth. In fact, that bright beam makes me a bit uneasy most days. I can, … Continue reading Let Birthday Week Commence! →

Have you ever watched things explode into a fiery rage? No hypotheticals here. I'm talking about a three-thousand-degree fire that melts thousands of pounds of metal in red and blue firey rage. Like Trogdor, only better. Yep, there. I said it. Better than Trogdor. It was like magic and burn your face off heat got … Continue reading Firey Rages & Writing Again →

I went to the eye doctor today for the first time since 2015. I honestly thought it had only been three verging on four years, but I looked it up. 2015. 5 years! My vision has been on a slow decline for a while now. It's always been a slight correction, but over the last … Continue reading On Vision →

Two years ago, I would have been a sobbing mess on a day like today. I would be spiraling into an abyss without knowing how to climb out. Today, my mind wants to spiral. There are moments when tears prick at my eyes but I push forward despite my insides physically hurting. Anxiety does that … Continue reading Anxiety Circa 2020 →

At the start of 2019, I'd just lost my grandfather, I broke ties with a close friend just before, and honestly, I was a right mess. The holidays were postponed until January and I was as grinchy as it gets. I'd been grinchier in the past (probably) but this was a different kind of inner … Continue reading On 2019 →

"If I had died today, I would have told Lenard Nimoy hello for you," said a tear-stained fourteen-year-old girl. "How can that be? There's no way I would have let a shooter come in here to get you, without having first gone through me. If it was your last day, I'd have met Lenard Nimoy … Continue reading On Yesterday →

The weeks pass quite quickly these days. Or so it seems. Somehow October is amongst us again and life is in full swing. With the exception of one last bookcase I must procure from the island, and the five small boxes of books it will house, I'm unpacked. It feels good to be a bit … Continue reading Updates on Life 81321 →

I always enjoy being nominated for writing-related things. Opening those types of emails and messages always seems to tickle me and bring about a smile. Earlier this week I opened my email to find a fresh nomination. Things around the Mirandaverse have been a bit chaotic. I've got a list a mile long of things I … Continue reading 7 Facts →

A fellow blogger posted this picture. I read it and started to cry... I think I've been a bit on the emotional side today. But to say it hit home is putting it lightly. I guess recently I've been wondering if starting over in my thirties was the wrong decision? If I decided I wanted … Continue reading On Adjustments →