After watching, “My Next Guest…” with David Letterman and Taylor Swift’s “You Need to Calm Down” music video about a dozen times, I think I worked up just enough courage to put pen to paper (fingers to keyboard, who am I kidding) and write about my “coming out” journey. I don’t have any solid memories… Continue reading Love is a Terrible Thing to Hate
We’ve all seen those memes going around that show us that self care isn’t always just bath bombs, getting our nails done and going on a shopping spree, right? I mean, I love a good T.J.Maxx or Home Goods run just as much as the next person BUT, does it solve our problems? Yes. You… Continue reading Up in the Gym, Just Working on my Mental Fitness
If life isn’t hard enough already, throw in suffering a major injury to the mix and you’ve got yourself a bit of a feat ahead of you. Don’t fret, I am here to try to make it seem a little less scary, a little less hopeless and a lot more relatable. We all think, eh,… Continue reading Hi, my name is Lindsey, and I’m in major injury recovery.
A greek philosopher named Epicurus (lets just call him Epi for pronunciations sake), stressed the idea of having friends, so much so that he said having friends is the “wake to blessedness.” Epi even went so far as to buy a house of bromance and invited his friends to come live with him. He believed that friends are there to give us… Continue reading Life Is Always Rocky When You’re A Gem
The question, “what is my purpose?” is something that runs through everyone’s mind at least once in their lifetime. Thanks, but no thanks, to my anxiety, this question runs through my mind every day. WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?! Rewind almost 6 years ago to when I was a young, eager, college student… Continue reading Purposefully Placed