So you’ve gained some pounds during the quarantine. Given that it feels like there is no end in sight
There is nothing I enjoy more than a cup of tea—more specifically milk tea—and some desserts.
Over a year ago, I was having a conversation with a friend. During our talk, she expressed her anxiety around being unprepared for her
I know I am a woman. I know it for sure. I have never questioned my femininity and my attractiveness. I birthed two babies from this body. I identify as female and my pronouns of choice are she/her. I know I am not everyone’s cup of tea
Over a week ago, I was having a conversation with a coworker about fear. His perspective was that fear is all an illusion, accompanied by an oversimplified explanation for his belief. I countered with fear is an emotion and can be rational or irrational. He stood his ground, and so did I.
My home is my sanctuary. For this reason, I like to maintain order in my space at home. Order gives me clarity, and with that comes a great degree of peacefulness and calm. By clearing up my physical space, I clear up my mental space. It helps me be more productive.
There are a couple of things that I thought I left in my teenage years; glitter cosmetics, the idea of being friends after a break up and acne. Unfortunately that last one has been lingering with me like a bad breakup.
A few days ago, I was talking to a coworker. She is an older woman who I have gotten to know. She has committed over 40 years to the company and has raised a beautiful daughter who is in the tech industry.
I am finally able to kick my feet up, because yesterday was my final for this semester. I am so relieved. I am so happy to get a break from the anxiety and stress. Someone, pour me a stiff drink, because I need one.
I don’t remember the day that I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, but I was about twenty-six years old. It took one concerned doctor and a series of tests to rule out other conditions. He finally diagnosed me, instead of telling me it was all in my head.