I won’t apologise for being me

Kiss of Beth

“Young blood, came to start a riot
Don’t care what your old man say
Young blood, heaven hate a sinner
But we gonna raise hell anyway”

Raise Hell – Dorothy

Welcome back.

Thanks for sticking with me while I took some time off to re-group. I’m now going to explain why I felt like I had to.

Recently someone who should support me no matter what, tore into this blog and my character. Calling me and my writing fake. Calling me and my writing attention seeking and assuring me that everyone agreed. They even went so far as to question if my mental health problem was even real and if I was doing it just for reads.

This shook me and my confidence in my blog. I wont lie about it. I doubted myself and my pieces. I sat here and cried about the fact that someone who should love…

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Trauma & Excessive Commas

Eyeyotee

“Anything that’s human is mentionable, and anything that is mentionable can be more manageable. When we can talk about our feelings, they become less overwhelming, less upsetting, and less scary. The people we trust with that important talk can help us know that we are not alone.” ~ Mister Rogers

Honestly, I don’t feel like doing anything today – a case of what the great Dana Carvey calls “the fuck its”. But, alas, I must go to work, where, as always, I will have fun. Now, do ya think I used too many commas in that last sentence? I’ll just say that there’s not a lot of room for more. I was trying to be frugal, but I stand by my punctuation. So, moving forward. I saw an old friend yesterday, at work, just as my shift was beginning. I’ve known her for 24 years – she was my first…

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To a beautiful soul…

diary, dizzy blonde, heart, inspiration, inspirational, kindness, Love, loving, motivation, motivational, musings, Soul

~ ~ Confessions of a Dizzy Blonde ~ ~

Tomorrow’s blog will be all whips and chains. You know, a kick in the ass before the weekend. I like those Kicks up the ass.. The harder you kick, the more I’ll fight. The bigger the challenge, the greater my enthusiasm. Some people want offers they can’t resist. Personally, I tend to go for challenges I can’t resist.

I’ve thought about that a lot lately. I like to be pushed out of my comfort zone. I thrive on challenges. I love discipline. The harder you hit me, the higher I rise.

I’m never gonna stop loving challenges I don’t think. They’re addictive. Adrenaline fueled adventures into the unknown. Or simply running as fast as I can until I get high on endorphins. Try talking to me after a run and a cup of coffee. I will be delirious with happiness and overcome by enthusiasm.

The thing is, how I treat…

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Healing Journey

When I say I’m healing, I mean

I am UNLEARNING the things I’ve learned from wounded people

I am healing years of limiting beliefs

I am healing anxiety and depression

I am healing negative thought patterns

I am healing my gut and my liver

I am healing my relationship with myself

I am healing past relationship trauma

I am detoxing massive amounts of toxins from my body

I am healing from the 20+years of social programming

I am healing ancestral trauma

I am rewiring and reframing my entire life into how I want it to be, not what anyone else tells me it should be or can be because what I’ve been told is just a reflection of what those people CHOSE to believe, that has nothing to do with me

Once you give yourself permission to let go of what you’ve always thought to be “truth”, you’re then able…

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