Something New
I’ve been feeling off for the past week or so, but today I’ve got my Starbucks, my to-do list, and all sorts of time for productivity, so I’m feeling a little better about myself/everything.It doesn’t hurt that I look pretty cute today. 

I’ve been feeling off for the past week or so, but today I’ve got my Starbucks, my to-do list, and all sorts of time for productivity, so I’m feeling a little better about myself/everything.

It doesn’t hurt that I look pretty cute today. 

cybergata:

The People received a package.
By Georgia Dunn
singingsh0wtunes:

subway sure doesn’t mess around when it comes to puns

singingsh0wtunes:

subway sure doesn’t mess around when it comes to puns

m0rethanyoubargainedf0r:

catdad:

If at first you don’t succeed, redefine success.

I reblogged this at like 4am and I’ve spent the whole day thinking about it and randomly laughing

m0rethanyoubargainedf0r:

catdad:

If at first you don’t succeed, redefine success.

I reblogged this at like 4am and I’ve spent the whole day thinking about it and randomly laughing

As of this upcoming Thursday, it will have been six months since I broke up with my now ex-fiance. 

At the time, I didn’t really understand what was wrong; I just knew that something didn’t feel right. Now, after six months of contemplation, I feel like I have a pretty decent understanding of what it was that felt so wrong.

When my ex and I met and first started dating, I was an emotional wreck. I had just started going to the counseling center at school, and I had also just started taking antidepressants for the first time. He took care of me when things got bad. That’s his nature. Taking care of and protecting the people he loves just comes naturally to him. All of this was fine in the beginning because I was only just starting to understand myself and what I really need out of a relationship. Now that I look back on it, I think the reason I wasn’t happy in that relationship was because my ex felt like he needed to protect me.

As far as I see it, and as far as my ex is concerned, if someone feels the need to protect me, it reflects his views that I am incapable of protecting myself (a point which was reinforced by one of the things my ex said to me during the breakup that I would rather not disclose here for various reasons). 

That said, I don’t need to be protected, and I certainly don’t need to be with someone who feels the need to protect me. I also don’t need to be saved like some damsel in distress. I can take care of that myself. What I do need is to be supported. I need to be with someone who views me as a person who is capable of being independent and strong (emotionally more so than physically, maybe), and who is able to make her own decisions. I need that because sometimes it is difficult for me to believe that I can be that type of person, and it is easier to believe that I can be when someone I love and trust believes it, too.

Today I have gone from feeling like a badass, to feeling immensely small and breakable, to baking away the blues (pictures and descriptions to come when I get a chance), to just being very tired.

It’s been a long day, and I desperately just want someone to snuggle up to right now.

The knots have returned to their posts and have resumed their campaign to conquer my shoulder blades.

I would give just about anything for a back massage right now.

Note to self:

If you leave alcohol (i.e. delicious wine that you bought at the mall or a beer that you selected for a build your own six-pack because you just wanted to try it) in the fridge for too long, Mom might drink it before you get a chance to.

(I should note that the above examples were from two separate occasions. Also, in the case of the wine, the bottle was only about half full by the time she got to it.)