I decided to scrap it

Keywords: politics , anorexia , bible , catholic , christianity , faith , family , god , jesus , life , lifestyle , mental health , prayer , recovery

if I was going to put something out there for you to take the time to read, it needed to be actually worthwhile, and not a one-way-ticket to Destination Downer

https://beautybeyondbones.com/2021/01/21/check-your-snark-at-the-door

Slapped in the face….. by my own father

Keywords: abuse , blm , childrensday , daddyslittlegirl , family , familyties , fear , friends , heartbroken , homelife , pain , politics , rolemodels , war

Family is created not born. My friends reached out to check in on me. That is family. Having my back, listening and telling me what they think. I have some family members that don’t do that. Shown their true colors. But that’s a story for another time. It’s been a week. I have been ignoring him. Not talking unless spoken too. I will be civil. But I will not forgive you. Even if he apologizes. I am done. I do not condone violence. He walks as if he did the right thing. Bitch, just give me my money so I don’t have to deal with you. Acting like the alpha, when he does zip. Nada. Clean the house, nah, wash the dishes, laundry, make dinner. Nope. “That’s a woman’s job,” he says.

https://kloudnine.home.blog/2020/08/28/daddys-little-girl

I know what it feels like

Keywords: lifestyle

I know what it feels like to feel alone. I know what it feels like to live in a new city without knowing a single soul. I know what it feels like to be the youngest in the team. I know what it feels like to experience imposter syndrome. I know what it feels to feel like a failure. I know because I’ve been there. You are not alone. You are not a failure. You are knowledgeable. You are smart. You will figure it out. You are made for something greater than you could have ever imagined. Patience is a virtue, but with hard work, anything is possible. As always, if you need to talk, feel free to reach out.

https://mrsprofresh.com/changing-gears-a-journey-of-discovery

As we set out on another week in quarantine, know that I’m praying for you, that I love you, and that I am grateful for your presence in my life — You matter to me! 🙂

Keywords: anorexia , bible , catholic , christianity , coronavirus , covid19 , faith , family , god , jesus , life , mental health , quarantine , recovery

Thirty million people. Each, not just a “number,” but a person. With a story: Moms. Dads. Siblings. Spouses. Sons and daughters. Friends. Colleagues. That staggering statistic hits differently when you think about the person behind the number: struggling to pay bills, put food on the table, blowing through savings, or finding themselves having to go to food banks for the first time, ever.

https://beautybeyondbones.com/2020/05/04/the-question-we-dont-want-to-answer

What do you owe your parents?

something I often hear, the fact that we owe everything to our parents. Well, I tend to disagree. We didn’t choose to be born, we didn’t choose if we wanted to be born. They did. Our parents wanted children for their desire, for them. It is true that, as children, we need food, clothes, a roof, money for our studies. And they did everything to give us that.

https://merirosvo.home.blog/2019/10/16/we-owe-nothing-to-our-parents

Would you like a muffin with that?

barista, boomers, coffee, customer service, family, generation, millenials, personal, Student

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Customer service in any job is tiring. It is emotional draining and physically exhausting. I come home everyday to sore feet, a story to tell and back ache that even a massage can’t fix.

When I first started my job in a coffee shop I wasn’t used to being on my feet and one of the first pieces of advice I got from a colleague was “Get memory foam shoes and thick socks”. I thought she was joking but my God for the first few months my feet killed to the point every night I had to soak them in hot water and sleep with a hot water bottle.

As the years passed by my feet got used to the 8-10 hours on my feet shifts and the pain I received moved to more of an emotional pain of dealing with rude, stupid and obnoxious customers.

You hear the boomer…

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Am I evil?

Struggling with Schizoaffective Disorder

Is a question that I ask myself quite a bit. I don’t do evil things, at least I think so. Yet I still can’t squash the conflict in my head as to whether or I not I am. I’ve always tried to be an extremely introspective person, ever since I discovered the meaning of the word. Whether I am successful in that conquest is not something I believe I’m qualified to answer. The question of my designation more than likely resides in the fact that I can’t mind my own business, and the fact I can’t leave a question unanswered.

Most humans see themselves as the hero in their own story. It’s extremely difficult for a person to accept that something was a result of their own actions, showcased specifically in car accidents. Sure, it’s an insignificant situation. Sometimes though, car crashes can be fatal. Especially drunk driving. Most car…

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