I Pick You.

“What is that a bug bite on your neck?” – my boss back in 2008. Um yeah. (no it’s not). “Stop biting and picking the skin next to your thumbs” – my manicurist, every time. OK. I’m coming clean, ever since I can remember,...

Rinse & Repeat

When I step outside myself and look in, I see a shell of a person who is doing their best to get by. But others don’t see that. I sat in therapy on Friday and just talked, ranted, and explained my week in detail and why I feel entitled to act the way I do. I...

Friday anxiety, it’s a thing

Back in my 20s and early 30s, when Friday rolled around I was fucking pumped. I’d have my cutest outfit on at the office and strut out to the nearest pregame or happy hour ready to take on the weekend with friends. Nothing stopped me from having a blast, getting...

First thing I wish I could change about myself

I’m sure if I asked any of my friends “What would you change about yourself” I’d get a laundry list. My list would be comparable to a CVS receipt.  But today, I’m going to focus on one thing that adds to my anxiety. It’s something...

The transformation

Coming out of covid was rough. Mama packed on a shit ton of weight. Granted, it was a time when a weekly delivery of a case of rosé was essential. It was also a time when I fell in love with my now husband. We cooked, we ate, we drank, and we made silly TikToks, it...

I swear, I’m not a psycho

Back in 2007 I launched a website (way before blogging and influencers) called DoYouLoveIt.com. Each day, I posted about things I loved. Dude lemme tell you, the site took off! IYKYK. The benefit, it felt so good to write my thoughts out. I woke up this morning...