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5-1-17

Wisdom Story: "Bad Temper" --------------------------- "There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day, the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. ...

4-17-17

Out of all the different social media outlets, I prefer Instagram. Here's a place I can be myself and show ppl who I really am. I have Facebook account and barely use it. I tweet in a regular but Instagram is the only place I feel like myself. I tell you who I am. It's different from day to day, of course. But that's the point, isn't it? To SHOW you who I am. To put it out there. I'm someone who suffers from bipolar and fights anorexia everyday. I'm as normal as anyone else on here. I'm proud of that. I'm proud of who I've become. I am ME! . . . #bipolarblogger #bipolardisorder #bipolar #blogger #emotions #feels #IamwhoIam #proudofwhoIam #livingdaytoday #fighter #anorexia #battle #winner

Wake and Bake Time

4-11-17

Holy shit. I'm sitting at the therapist office and this woman won't stop talking lol. Apparently dhe needs therapy just as bad as me. I wonder what her story is? What is she really thinking? Why is she only discussing a couple of issues? Politics is not okay to discuss in a waiting room. I don't care what your policies are...I don't want to know. I'm understanding that her daughter is here and seeing a therapist. Only from my perspective she doesn't care and only wants to complain. Misery loves company...right?! My question to y'all is why me?? Why do ppl seem to think that I'm this person who cares. I do, but only on somethings. I don't need to know your deep down beliefs. I'm not a councilor. Why me? My rant is over.