I Bite Myself When I Get Uncomfortable
My anxiety manifested into self-induced pain in these situations.
My anxiety manifested into self-induced pain in these situations.
A little dose of love is good for the soul, and best taken nightly.
One of the few things that eases my thoughts on aging as the seasons pass us by.
Come on Becca, what was I thinking.
I found myself fantasizing about what I wished I had done at that moment.
You’re in for a ride, my dear.
No doubt about that.
Let’s talk about the white guy who grabbed me that night.
Illogical fears still stick with us even when we’ve grown up.
I knew if I did nothing, I might end up being a difficult lady manager, and I did not want that.
There’s where I needed to check myself, right here.
It feels like age is a train that no one can stop, as do with time. The years fly by, and I wish it would slow down so my maturity can catch up with my age.