On this day last year, I was in a car accident. Just thinking about it now makes my head hurt. Despite all that, I did gain some valuable perspective that day.
About three years ago, both Austin and I began to struggle falling asleep. We would lie in bed and watch the clock go from 10:00 pm to 5:00 am staring at each other or staring at the wall. Neither of us wanting to speak in hopes that at any moment sleep would envelop us and the sound of each other’s voice would ruin those chances.
I want the reasonable, kind of fun things that come with being an adult. I do not want much, I just want to live a comfortable, simple life with mild entertainment. As much as I kind of like my apartment, I want my fantasies to come true. Indulge me as I list my simple desires…
Everyone desperately wants to know that their relationship is strong and unique or that they are on the right track. It can be helpful to seek advice from others, but in the end, what works for someone else may not work for you.
My colleagues want to make small talk about their new furniture or their children. I do not want to fake a smile, I do not want to talk, I just want to mind my own business and be alone. Unfortunately, this seems to be unnatural to my coworkers; they find my quietness alarming.
Now and then, it’s good to take a moment and express gratitude. Here’s my list.
“Will you be my bridesmaid?”
Internally: No, no, no, no
Me: Of course!
In all professional cultures, mental health days should be widely understood and accepted. I work in healthcare, yet mental health for the employees is still not a priority.
Sometimes your sexual identity as not very clear at all. Here’s a story about coming to terms with mine. No one needs a label or a big revelation. It’s all about you and your journey. The way you experience your life is more than valid.