I haven’t written in a minute, not because I don’t want to, but I haven’t had the mental and a lot of the time, physical energy to do so. My brain is processing a million things at once (thanks, anxiety and depression!) so I have a hard time getting my thoughts down in a somewhat… Continue reading mia
Greetings, all. What a week so far! Although I kept my weekend fairly mellow, my company party kicked off what is a fairly exciting/booze filled week. Our party was on Tuesday and started at fucking 6pm, so yeah, everyone started drinking pretty early. Our managers thought it would be fun to divide staff into teams… Continue reading Does the party ever stop in NYC?
On top of a lingering cough, I haven’t had much luck in figuring out more with feeling “myself” or gaining a sense of purpose. I spent Thursday having happy hour drinks with one of my best friends and as always, had a great time and felt comfortable with my decision to stay in New York… Continue reading The pains of having an addictive personality
Yesterday’s sick day granted me plenty of time to myself to reflect on just about everything. While I know I’m still bitter and the feeling of abandonment from Gregory stings like crazy right now, I’m kind of hoping it will subside and one day we can interact outside of work like adults. This could also be… Continue reading randomrandomrandom
It’s been a minute since I’ve written, but only because all I was able to do this past week was work, throw back drinks and sleep for a few hours. Dita week is over and thank fucking god. It was filled with highs and lows and lots of awkward bits inbetween. I didn’t get any… Continue reading Dita week
Greetings, boys and ghouls! My five day break from alcohol was very necessary and helped me get back on track and slow down the behaviors. I did drink last night because I was in a good mood and due to lack of finances, I couldn’t get plastered even if I had wanted to. I got… Continue reading Saturdaze
It’s been over 24 hours without any behaviors and today I felt really confident, but, as always, something has to dissolve my good spirit. I was hoping that the SXSW gig was going to be more promising, but the pay rate just isn’t worth me purchasing an expensive plane ticket, driving from Houston to Austin… Continue reading random thinking