Plans Trigger and Rant

More and more I see how much making plans with people triggers me, or rather, the process of making plans does. Case in point: a friend mentions that we should meet up this week (saying this last week). We pick a day and time and then it is never mentioned again. The day passes without […]

High Functioning Anxiety 4

Wednesday again? It scares me how fast time goes. My 29th birthday is tomorrow… I actually remember a dark point in my life where I decided for myself that if I wasn’t happy by the time I was 30, I would end my life. I think I defined happy more so in terms of having […]

High Functioning Anxiety 3

It’s Wednesday. Blargh. Really don’t feel like blogging today. I don’t feel like doing much of anything. I’m overwhelmed. Taking three classes Teaching one (TA) Supervising masters level therapists Running a personal growth group Have a graduate assistantship Should be trying to make plans for my dissertation Should be turning my master’s thesis into an […]

Choosing not to have children

It’s a choice. A free choice. I’ve seen so much garbage floating around the internet lately about women’s choices, particularly regarding children. This here is one such article that spews garbage, focusing on how people who love their pets are showing their “indifference” to man. On the contrary, I think if you show indifference to […]

Toyota commercial with dog “floating” down river.

This is without a doubt one of the worst commercials I have ever seen. Anyone who cares anything about animals would never produce or promote such a commercial. All it takes is one idiot trying to recreate this “fetch” scenario and a dog will lose its life. I just cannot believe that anyone thought this […]

Sexism Abounds: Body Say

Here’s a little rant/tidbit for you. I’m really diggin’ Demi Lovato’s newish tune “body say”; however, whenever I hear it on the radio it is an edited version. The lyric “I want your sex” is changed to “I want your best.” I’ve heard this numerous times. Maybe it depends on the station? I don’t know. […]