I swear my life doesn’t even feel like my own anymore. I’ve been stressed out for so long, which turned into anxiety. The anxiety led to panic attacks and being rushed to the emergency room. Now I’m being referred to a cardiologist because they want to see if there’s something wrong with my heart. I don’t know how to feel about all of this. I’m genuinely afraid but I have to trust in my faith that I’ll be okay.

taking multiple pictures of the lower half of your face is completely normal.

Doctored up some instant shrimp ramen that I found at my local Asian market.

Doctored up some instant shrimp ramen that I found at my local Asian market.

Syrup got me slow like a turtle ‘round this ho.

Shit girls do while we wait to get picked up for the turn up.

I quit my job yesterday, which means I have more time to myself to do the things I love. Something as simple as cooking breakfast, not grabbing a banana as I rush out the door, is what I’ve missed doing. Curry potatoes, veggie sausage patties and eggs over easy filled my belly.

I quit my job yesterday, which means I have more time to myself to do the things I love. Something as simple as cooking breakfast, not grabbing a banana as I rush out the door, is what I’ve missed doing. Curry potatoes, veggie sausage patties and eggs over easy filled my belly.

My new wooden gauges finally came in the mail and I couldn’t be happier with them.

My new wooden gauges finally came in the mail and I couldn’t be happier with them.

May sound strange but I’m always afraid that I’ll forget the memories, good and bad. The bad ones because I don’t want to relive them and the good ones because I need something to hold on to when my day turns shitty. I’m notorious for having dozens of random handwritten notes to myself in my purse at any given time. Most of them I can’t even decipher what I was thinking at the moment. It’s just a comfort knowing that when I’m least expecting it, I’ll find a past memory scribbled on crumpled paper that will evoke some sort of emotion. I need it the most now that I’m so numb to almost everything.

I literally haven’t received flowers from anyone in years so when this floral arrangement was given to me yesterday, I automatically teared up. Knowing someone gave this to me solely to brighten up my day had me smiling from within. Thank you.

Committing mental and emotional warfare and thinking you’re going to come out of the rubble untouched? Karma is a sweet bitch but a bitch nonetheless when need be.