I actually have a hard time fully grasping my introverted personality. Sometimes I can get out of my shell and be extroverted, but then I end up having anxiety over every single thing I said and did in that extroverted instance. Sometimes I think it's just easier to be alone. I'm happy there, I'm safe…
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I still find it hard to believe I graduated college 4 years ago, even hard to believe that I started college 8 years ago. I have a hard time reflecting back onto my middle school years and even my high school years, I tucked a lot of those memories away. I don't think I remember…
This is not an "always the bridesmaid, never the bride" type post - but it is, sorta. I'm at that age. You know. The one where all your friends start getting married so you're taking off once a month for a bachelorette party or wedding or bridal shower. I don't even have a lot of…
When I think "blogger" I think of peppy, well dressed women with perfect hair and perfect lives. I think of people who aren't afraid to network, talk on their Instagram stories, and go after what they want. I think of people who love making new friends and being surrounded by constant interaction. Yet, I'm a…
One thing no one prepared me for was how different friendships become after you leave college. In college, you live with your best friends. You eat with them, go everywhere with them, you rely on them like family. Then *poof* graduation comes and you all have to separate. It's hard to get on the same…
I will be the first to admit that most of my life was spent not being a nice person. I think I tried to be a good person when I was young, but was quickly walked all over in middle school and high school. So I tried being bitchy and it seemed to work better…
It was when I had gotten screwed over in a relationship for the I-don't-know-how-many-th time that I finally decided to make a change. Whether it was a different guy hurting me or hurting myself by going back to the same guy over and over again, at the end of the day I was hurting. And that's…
