I could write an entire sonnet on double standards. Things I’ve experienced in my family, in my personal life, and, of course, in entertainment. I’m so sick of them, I could scream from the top of a building until my throat is raw and I’m bleeding out. Recently, an issue occurred where a man behaved…READ MORE
So, I recently took another plunge into unknown territory (I’m getting very adventurous these days!) and I decided to try out a spray tan. Well, as it turns out, like many things I was not prepared. It seemed innocent enough. Famous last words, I guess. Here’s the deal. Summer is a weird time for me.…READ MORE
It’s been wild around here, guys. I do mean wild. I’ve thought of easily 8 blog posts I want to write, but have either had no time to write them, or when I do sit down to write them I quite literally fall asleep. That never happens to me. I’m running on empty. Nevertheless, I…READ MORE
Being a people pleaser is not for the faint of heart. Letting people down is one of the most upsetting feelings I manage. I feel it in my heart deep down in my gut and I carry the horrible feeling around with me for weeks and often months when I have to say no or…READ MORE
Today my daughter turns 12 years old and she’s getting her first phone. Some parents have been really lovely and understanding and have had similar phone journeys as we have, but others have been straight-up judgemental. Uncool. Would you like to hear my elevator speech? I nearly have it perfect I’ve given it so many…READ MORE
I’m very passionate about mental health. I suffer from generalized anxiety disorder and a form of depression. It’s not easy. I see a therapist on a regular basis, whom I adore, and I take medication, which I do not enjoy, but it’s a necessary part of my healthcare. Don’t ask my insurance company anything about…READ MORE
As I think many can agree, telling someone to calm down or take a deep breath is the surest and quickest way to make a person do the exact opposite. I will erupt, lose my mind and forget to breathe and will suddenly begin to hyperventilate. So when people encourage those with anxiety, like me,…READ MORE
As a woman who suffers from mental health disorders including generalized anxiety disorder and a type of depression, I’m acutely aware of all the ways society deems to destroy mental health in our world. Just ask my insurance company, oh wait, I forgot, they don’t care and that’s why I pay 100% out of pocket…READ MORE
I’m a decisive person. I don’t typically struggle to make a decision. I wouldn’t say I make knee-jerk decisions, but I think about what’s most important to me and I go with it. Sometimes things don’t work out or someone might question why I did what I did, especially if given new information five minutes…READ MORE
It’s basically standard operating procedure in my family to call me high maintenance. I don’t really care. I’ve leaned into it even though I think it’s bologna. What some call high maintenance, I simply call having standards. So I only drink specific types of bottled water, Pinot Grigio, basically only consume chicken for protein (hello,…READ MORE
This week on one of my favorite podcasts, The Absolutely Not Podcast with Heather McMahan, the comedian posed an interesting idea: boundaries are making us selfish. Jigga what? Jigga who? Admittedly, I laughed when she said it. She’s a comedian, that’s the job. As she went on to describe why she felt this way, I…READ MORE
I was 14 years old when I was diagnosed with plantar fasciitis. I mean, really, guys. Not cool. I did get a super cute and cool podiatrist whom I still see to this day! It crushes him when I tell him I’ve been his patient for nearly 27 years. When I hit 21 years, he…READ MORE
(So, my web designer says I needed to include a bio, though I find this task silly because, if you’re here, you know me.)
I’m a writer. It’s what I do. It’s a cathartic mechanism when I need release from my anxiety. I’ve had blogs in the past; I’ve taken them down, but I never stopped writing. I simply can’t. My notes app is forever long as it’s filled with pages and pages of different topics. Sometimes I just write a few sentences. Sometimes I write paragraphs.
Recently, I've been writing long essays. My friends and others I hold dear have coaxed me into sharing my work again.
So that's what I'm doing, you wicked, pushy people. LOL
I have no desire to see my writing be anything more than an opportunity to share what I love doing most. I have no interest in this blog reaching the masses.
I thought it would be fun to call it My Spicy Disaster because that's often how I feel. A complete mess of epic proportion. So join me, if you'd like, and let's pretend we're not sitting amongst the chaos crying, but laughing instead.
Or maybe we do cry sometimes, but then wipe our tears and remember one person’s disaster is another person’s … well, who the hell knows …