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Tennessee Whiskey

When Gatlin introduced me to Tennessee Whiskey, I instantly fell in love with the song. I thought about Gio, what kind of music he would like…

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An Entrepreneur and her Comfort Zone Walk into a Bar

“You cannot thrive in the same environment that hurt you.” For a significant portion of my life, I thought there was something wrong with me. I have anxiety; that’s not a secret. So, sometimes, it makes sitting still a little bit of a challenge. My brain needs a high level of stimulation, at times, in order for me to be “satisfied.” Translate this to a structured working environment, and you get issues. I had never really challenged myself, simply resigning myself to the idea of, “You would never be successful… Read more An Entrepreneur and her Comfort Zone Walk into a Bar

The Litmus Test of Love

Hi loves, I have wondered, often, about the telltale sign that I am in love.  Don’t get me wrong, I have loved before. He knows who he is (no, not you, him), who he was. I still think about him and even though things got awful between us, I tell myself not to focus on those things. To try to focus on the memories that were good. There’s no sense in hurting yourself further if you know you don’t want to go back to that person, and you’re at a… Read more The Litmus Test of Love

Is P*ssy A Bad Word?

In real life, I am very introverted. Borderline shy. I spend a lot of time in my head, and I’m very quiet. I used to be self-conscious about how quiet I am, but the more people I meet, the more I notice that people can be accepting. I grew up in a very socially conservative family. As a child, red nail polish = whore. I remember thinking I wanted to wear red nail polish when I grew up only to subsequently feel guilt. I didn’t want to be a whore.… Read more Is P*ssy A Bad Word?

Jinkies

Why is it that in the dark, even irrational stuff is crazy? Like, I took off my glasses, noticed the bathroom door was open, went to close it but then saw a figure on the shelf. My first thought? “How did a long-necked turtle get in my bathroom?” It was a box flap. A…box…flap. Jinkies.