The Honest Truth

I recently volunteered to work on my schools yearbook-had a week to finish and pretty much nothing was done; we needed more pictures, we needed to add backgrounds, we needed to get it approved, and everything else. Clearly, my face says I am not takin this shit, but I volunteered so whatcha gonna do?!?  Completing this yearbook took so many hours of time that I didn't really want to expend on the project but I committed so I had to finish-plus my OCD kicked in gear and I had to make sure everything was even and all the students and staff were aligned.   Monday: worked 2 hours after work Tuesday: worked 3 hours after work Wednesday: worked 2-3 hours (I don't remember) Thursday: worked 7 hours after work Friday: took a break from working on it &&& had a mental breakdown As a teacher, there are certain expectations and things that HAVE TO GET DONE and some people don't really understand what that entails.  I can only speak for my classroom so ta

I posted this picture for a reason.  When I looked back, I immediately thought "wow, look at my stomach-its flabby" and I never thought I could post it.  It took a lot for me to do because being thin/fit/flat is pushed so much in my face that if I am anything BUT that, then it is not enough.  Why am I being taught this though? I don't get why having some extra fat to love is bad? Now, I am not saying I am fat, but I am not fit/in shape/toned-I have cellulite and all that fun TYPICAL stuff but I am not one to post images of me looking unflattering.   But who said this was an unflattering photo?  Society. The whole reason for this blog is to rethink how I see myself but also, how the world sees me.  I don't really have anything to prove to anyone but if I can change the way my nieces view themselves then I say I did a good thing.  I would like to continue to work on myself; continue to learn to love everything that makes me, me: -My resting bitch face -My quick

The purpose of this blog was to be completely honest about my life and how I am feeling. In this day and age, it is so typically for people to see how one would like to share their lives-as portrayed by social media.  Everyone is always happy, doing great things, vacationing in awesome spots, being their best self emotionally and physically. But guess what, that isn't MY life.  I am happy.  I am sad.  Some days I watch TV in bed and never get out of my pajamas.  On other days, I got out, I get drunk, I have fun, I go on an airplane ride to Athens, Greece.  But that life isn't every day.  My goal is to normalize typically life happenings because while life happens, I promise it isn't as glamorous as everyone is portraying it to be. So here you go, for everyone interested in reading about my life I invite you to take this journey with me-it will be raw, I will be completely honest and that includes hurting some feelings along the way, so I apologize in advance.  I hope