Love and Other Things

It maybe a sad thing to say, but I long for love and other things attached to it

I want a man to hold my hand
Take me out to dinner
Cuddle with me on cold nights
Take a walk under the stars
Kiss me just because

It may seem typical or unrealistic

But I just would like to know what that feels like -

Love and Other Things

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It's all about perspective

I found myself earlier reflecting on yesterday - was it a bad day, or was it a good day? I don't usually label my days as bad or good, to be clear, but yesterday wasn't a regular day. Niagara Falls, Ontario The short of it: I had an anxiety attack, in the rain, in downtown London, on the way to an event with my partner who had yet to witness an attack. The works - tears, hyperventilation, nervous energy and jitters. But to truly elaborate the perspective bit, there is a longer story to it. I think it's important to add context, to shape why it was a matter of a bad day vs good day. So here we go.

Consistently Inconsistent

I've certainly proven that I'm unable to regularly journal or blog. That I'm pulled to write when things are bad or awry or beyond my control, but rarely in a time where I feel joy, happiness or am at peace with things. We all know I'm here, journaling again, because I'm in my head. Feeling. Reflecting. Likely overthinking. As to be expected - consistently inconsistent. I've been pushing myself for months now. Focusing on doing more, achieving more, earning more, finding more....always more . And I am so t i r e d. Somewhere along the way of trying to redefine myself and achieve goals I had set for myself, I lost sight of why I was doing things. What was motivating me. Why I set these goals.

Vulnerability

For the past few days, perhaps even a week now, I have been tossing and turning many ideas through my head of what to blog about. I even was able to get a draft going on the value of actions vs words, but it just doesn't feel finished yet. I finally came up with a concept. Vulnerability. I know most of us know what vulnerability is, or what it means to be vulnerable, but in case anyone is looking for clarification, Webster's dictionary defines vulnerable as "capable of being physically or emotionally wounded; open to attack or damage." So many of us spend our lives running from being vulnerable, from trying to protect ourselves because we simply don't want to be hurt. I'm not talking just about relationships here, but everything. Some of us don't like to have pets, because eventually a bond is created and that makes us open to pain, especially knowing that odds are we will outlive our pets. It also pertains to careers- many of us stay inside the ...

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