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Habits That Help Me Pull My Life Back Together
Grief took me out for almost a year. My life began to fall apart in ways I completely expected. This isn't the first time my emotions have lead to setbacks in my life. After all, I'm human. It's taken me a long time to accept that when this happens it does no good to beat myself up over it, or be angry at the time I lost just sitting with my pain. The best thing to do is accept that it happened, and finally once the dust settles and I'm good and ready, start to slowly put my life back together again, piece by piece, always hoping the latest event will see me build back stronger.
It’s that suffocating kind of pain. You know the kind. It chokes you. It’s simultaneously a dull ache and a sharp knife, twisting your insides over and over again until you don’t know how much longer you’ll be able to stand it. It’s the kind of grief that eats away at the core of you. Inside out, until heart and soul, flesh and bone are damaged. You know better than to think they can ever really be repaired.
'Our Father' on Netflix Illustrates Just One More Way The United States Is Failing Women
I'm an avid re-watcher. I hate starting new shows, movies, you name it. Obviously I usually enjoy them once I've begun but getting over that mental block that tells me to avoid the unknown and stick to something guaranteed to make me feel good is a struggle.
Millennials, for the love of God, please stop sh***ing on Gen Z.
I already know what you're thinking. Who the hell is this girl, and is her whole life's purpose for teenagers to validate her on the internet? I swear that’s not it. I was not cool when I was a teenager, I have no delusions about being cool now.
'He's All That' Movie Review
That's right, this movie is actually getting a generally positive review from someone, and that someone is me. I'll be honest. This is my first time writing a movie review, but I hope to write many more in the future, and seeing as how literally everything has been depressing enough lately, I'd like to jump into this world of reviewing with something a little more glass half full.
The Boy Next Door
Most of my childhood took place in his backyard. Really, most of my life in general has been lived in his spaces. In his backyard, in front of the fireplace in his living room after spending as much of the day as we possibly could outside, at his kitchen table with his parents, in his bedroom.