A day in my life where my husband is off work and how I deal with the affairs and what keeps me going.

We like to think we see the world as it is. In reality, we see it as we are. Every thought, belief, and certainty acts like a lens—clarifying some things while distorting others. This stream is an invitation to pause, step back, and question the mental architectures we live inside every day. Not to replace one belief with another, but to notice the walls we mistake for reality. If you’ve ever felt that something about the world doesn’t quite add up, you’re already in the right place.

Losing my mother to cancer when I was only seven years old had a profound effect on my life in ways I never saw coming. Without her love and understanding, my self-esteem took a toll, and I often felt set apart from my friends. Determined to soften the hard edges of that reality, I spent my life learning to compensate—becoming a nurse and a caregiver while tucking my own needs away to hide the void. For 23 years, my marriage and my career took up all my mental capacity, leaving no room for my own interests. Now, at 57, the noise has finally settled. This is the story of my journey to fill that void, to reclaim the voice I silenced, and to finally discover the artist who was waiting for the space to bloom. I am no longer just compensating; I am finally becoming whole."

A woman's journey through loss, struggle, and rebirth, finding love and herself again...............

At 17, I left home believing I was ready for anything. I wasn’t ready for isolation, rumors, or how quickly things could fall apart. This is the story of how I survived a season I never expected.

In this note, we are going to search through the deeper meanings of what it means to examine cultures through the arts with relation to the idea of Ikigai, or finding a purpose that fills us in the realms of: Passion, Vocation, Mission, and Profession.

A heart-wrenching story of a woman's sacrifice, giving up her son to a loving family due to financial struggles. Now, she's working to better herself, hoping to be part of his life, driven by a mother's enduring love

This poem is about the people who shaped me without ever knowing me. Chester Bennington, Robin Williams, and Heath Ledger three artists who spoke my pain before I had words for it. Through music and film, they helped raise me, comforted me, and made me feel less alone in my depression. This isn’t a tribute that glorifies their deaths, but an acknowledgment of the impact their art had on my childhood and the person I became. It’s about being held together by voices that are gone, and still choosing to stay.

So, this is going to suck to write, and it sucks in general. Not only do I have ADHD, but I’ve been deep in depression for a long time. Not clinical depression, at least I don’t think so, but definitely depressed as hell. I mean, there are good reasons for it — a whole lot of them.

The sound of her This poem is about growing up with my first bully being my mother, and how that kind of emotional abuse teaches you to survive by shrinking, staying quiet, and becoming useful. It traces how conditional love, body control, and gaslighting shaped the way I see myself, my worth, and my relationships. I write about learning to listen as a survival skill, becoming the emotional container for others, and carrying that pattern into friendships and love where I believed I had to earn my place. At its core, this poem is about unlearning that voice, reclaiming my body and identity, and slowly choosing to believe that my existence does not need justification.

Anyways, I'm going on a trip out the city tomorrow. I am gonna visit some long time good friends' whose wedding and baby shower I missed... now I never said I was a good friend.

As winter settles in—softly for some, bitterly for others—our kitchens and bookshelves become refuges. We reach for stories that swell the heart, dishes that warm the hands, and a mood that turns ordinary evenings into rituals. Here are five book-and-dinner pairings designed for slow nights, cold weather, and the perennial pleasure of getting lost.

When you intentionally focus on what’s good, your brain doesn’t just register a pleasant thought—it physically changes. This process is driven by microplastics, the brain’s lifelong ability to reorganize itself by forming and strengthening neural connections based on repeated thoughts, emotions, and behaviors. In simple terms, whatever you consistently pay attention to becomes the mental pathway your brain prefers to travel.

Do you know how powerful your thoughts really are? Are you fully aware that these thoughts, all 50,000 per day, are singularly the most powerful influences on everything that happens to you in your life and are the reason you have attracted the people you know, the house you live in and the car you drive?

Here’s a 10-Day Self-Help Challenge to Reduce Judging Others, designed to be honest, practical, and gentle transformation. This is not about shame or perfection. It’s about awareness, compassion, and rewiring habits that most humans pick up without realizing it.

Here’s a 30-Day Challenge: How to Stop Complaining (for People Who Feel Addicted to It). This is designed as a gentle detox, not a personality transplant. Complaining often starts as a coping habit, then quietly becomes a worldview. These steps unwind it day by day, rebuilding awareness, agency, and emotional strength. Step by step day to day challenges that will help if not discontinue your chronic need to complain. There are many reasons why complaining is part of your daily routines. Whatever the reason it came to be here is the method to stop. Proven results, if you put the work in. Repeat if necessary. No skipping days.

Complaining is a way of life for some people. It was certainly a way of life for my mother. I don’t remember a day going by without her complaining, endlessly. I don’t think I ever heard a word of gratitude out of my mother’s mouth. No matter how good things were, she would manage to find something wrong. No matter how perfect I was – and God knows I tried to be perfect! – she always found something wrong with me, as well as with my father.

I ain't gone lie... this shit is not for the weak...this is gonna be my online journal for a while. Stay tuned for the craziness of my life bestowed upon me against my will.

Mental Health, is important. How someone feel can affect, relationships, day to day task, even as far as someone personality. Here I explain how I personally dealt with a situation that affected me. I also explain how other people could be dealing with this same situation and ways to empower them!

Different governments, officials, environmental agencies exhort us to conserve the energy we use in order to save the environment and sustain our continued existence on the planet. On a personal level I think that we also need to know how to conserve, focus and maximise our own personal supply of energy. We unconsciously dissipate and waste our energy on people, situations, thoughts, attitudes and events which do not serve us well.