Better Than Me

I have this habit of thinking that I’m the worst. I often feel sorry for the people in my life and the fact they have to put up with me. I feel bad for the friends who hang out with me, the people I work with, and my family for being stuck with me. That… Continue reading Better Than Me

The Opposite of Rose-Colored Glasses

Usually, when I’m struggling, I tend to write more. Lately, I found that that hasn’t been the case. I recently wrote a post about how well I was doing, but how that was scary. Soon after, I fell apart. I am not even sure what caused it. I had a great day. That night, however,… Continue reading The Opposite of Rose-Colored Glasses