True Life

A hiatus well deserved if I may say so myself…and I just so happen to say so…myself.

I have always been a pretty humble individual. Never one for rubbing shit in people’s faces or trapsing around flaunting shiny new things all over the town..mostly because I really don’t like to make people feel like shit but also because I never really had too much to rub in people’s faces in the first place. The way I always looked at it is that someone is always better at something that someone else…and someone else is always worse at something than the next person. The truth is, we are all good at our own things and we all suck at our own things. It’s a matter of how we react to each person’s differences that make us the king of douchbagastan or a generally understanding person. It can really go either way. I always chose to not run around screaming about the things I was good at….unless it was …

Reclaiming my inner lady sparta….

I have been missing a huge pie sized chunk  of my soul for a very long time. Like I’m crawling through a never lifting heavy fog that’s weighing on my chest and unless I can get that pie back in one piece and totally uneaten I’ll never get out…isn’t that a nice opening statement? Sucks you right in like “wow, this female is a totally sad excuse for a decent train wreck” right from the jump. Excellent! That was the goal. So,now that I’ve gotten your attention, let me elaborate a bit. I was an extremely athletic person my entire childhood, all the way up through my teens, and into my medical health downfall stage of my early 20’s. Nothing was too much for me. I was a heavily competitive gymnast from the time I was 3 until I was 14; a horseback rider since I was able to hold …

Let the panic attacks begin…and thank you for giving me a great reason to panic.

Ahhhhhhhhh…..that’s all my brain seems to want to say today…Ahhhh.  Ah. ahhhhhhhhh. Lol. I am having a super hard time believing that December 6th is actually almost here. It feels like it was just yesterday that I was getting the call from the production team to let us know that we finally had an airdate for the show. Usually at that point the human brain does one of two things…it either panics and says “ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh there’s no time must hustle” or it tricks itself into thinking that there’s a lot of time and we can worry about the big stuff closer to the air date. Neither of these are the way to go. I think about how much we’ve all put into this show from every aspect. Dr. E and Susan got me the MTV contact to begin with….Isa treated me at Renew Physical Therapy while Boom and I were …

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