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I’ve been pondering a little about why I write here. Never too great at the handwritten journal, I was skeptical when I decided to start on online journal. That was three years ago (on zorpia.com) and true to form, I didn’t keep up with… Continue Reading “What If It All Means Something”
My independence has become a problem (and I just used the passive voice and it’s killing me). It a problem. I just don’t trust people anymore. Perhaps that has to do with my independence, perhaps not. My parents were in awe of how stubborn… Continue Reading “Independance”
Why must we pretend to be happy? And why is this asinine desire for others to see us at the best version of ourselves? You see, this is why I can never work in a job like sales or customer service. I just can’t… Continue Reading “Posing”
This is my greatest fear. At least according to this test. I took it four years ago and that was my result: I am most afraid of not being good enough. And I remember thinking to myself, at least Russ was wrong, my greatest… Continue Reading “Not Being Good Enough”
My small group leader asked us all our ages last week. The range for us is 26-34 years old and she has a niece that is struggling – struggling with finding her place and purpose in the world. She’s divorced with two kids and… Continue Reading “Generation, Schmeneration”
Stephanie Nelson 