I broke up with Facebook. I deactivated my account. And I’ll tell you what — just like any good abuser, Facebook laid the guilt on thick.
Is it Mother’s Day weekend yet? How about now? NOW? I’m ready for my break in a big, big way. The last several days have been an insomnia-induced fog zone of complete and utter zombie-Shanan. Yesterday, I could hardly feel my feet I was so tired. I swear there are Universal forces, and that those… Continue reading Curve Balls
JK Rowling didn’t become JK Rowling because she quit her job. She worked. She wrote on the train. She raised her kids. She used her support network and took to writing over tea on the weekends at a local coffee shop.
In other words, she did exactly what I’ve been doing all along. I share a handful of circumstances with my personal hero, and can learn a lot by taking a long, hard look at how she came about her success.
I spend time on social media, therefore, I am inundated with affirmation images. Sometimes they resonate with me, but most of the time, they kind of make me want to gag. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for the power of positive thinking. I’ve self-determined my way out of a lot of hairy shit in… Continue reading Affirmations For the Rest of Us