Gluten Free. Who, Me?

I started this journey into blog writing thanks to a class I was taking back in 2022. The first three blogs were intro blogs necessary to meet class requirements. The next three were some ideas I came up with to continue on with the blog following the class ending. Those three introduced my book club and my best friend, the inspiration behind the primary novel I am writing. While I loved all six of those blogs, I think it was blog seven that really kicked things off for me and helped get my blog to where it is today. If you’re reading this, that means you’re reading my 75th blog!

Internal Ariel and external Ariel are both equally giddy. I vocalized my excitement to my husband as I realized that I am working on blog 75. This wasn’t my original plan for the blog I intended to publish this week, but I am a mood writer, and my mood says this is what needs to be published next.

Blog seven meant a lot to me when I wrote it. I reread it prior to starting this blog. Blog seven has often been on my mind. It marked the first look I really gave readers into my mind. I’m not asking readers of this blog to go back and read that one, although that’d be cool and it’s called “Big Dreams and Big Struggles” if you wanted to check it out, but it’s important to provide the context for the point of this blog. In blog seven, I write about my struggles with food. I wish I could say things went great from that day on. Unfortunately, that’s so far from the truth.

In blog seven, I mentioned that I was the heaviest I’d ever been. Well, fun fact. I got heavier. I would estimate I gained about 40 pounds more in the years following that blog post. I also mentioned in blog seven that I was the most stressed, dissatisfied with life, and loneliest I’d ever been. So, it makes sense that maybe my depression won for a bit, and things got worse for me.

I’m not going to go into the ways my life has improved since then. If you’ve been following my blog for any length of time, you may have seen all the blogs mentioning all the positive changes. My intent behind this blog, is to be honest about my ongoing struggles. Looking back at blog seven, I recognize the potential impact it could have on others, but I also see that it is impactful for me as well. I appreciate past Ariel being so honest and writing with such beautiful intent and desire to help others.

Sure, present Ariel is in a much better space mentally than blog seven Ariel. However, I can’t sit here and say I don’t still struggle with food. I know that I do. I know that I always will. Everyone has something they struggle with. I know my struggle is food. Thankfully, with the mental space I’m in now, I recognize I’m so much more than a number on a scale. I know I’m worth more as a human than others may believe because of the size of my body.

I am never going to sit here and say I’m perfectly satisfied with how I look. I’m not. The difference in my mindset is that I love my body and myself in general. My body is what it is in any given moment. Why spend so much time hating myself when I can’t make any huge changes in the moment I’m wasting doing so. The reality is, if my body stays how it looks now for the rest of my life, I know I’ll have lived a life full of joy. I know that because I consistently seek out joy in my life and I don’t let mine or other’s thoughts about my body stop me.

The main struggle I have now, is how I feel. I often don’t feel great. My body tires easily. I have headaches all the time. I feel heavy in the sense that I feel bogged down. I’m fully aware our bodies aren’t meant to carry as much weight as we do at times. No one needs to come on here and try to body shame or make me feel some type of way about my health choices.

Seriously. My doctor when I lived in Texas once said to me, “have you ever thought about losing weight?” Oh, I don’t know… Only… EVERY DAY OF MY WHOLE LIFE… Geez. Most people who are considered overweight or obese or whatever are fully aware of the health consequences of that label. Like, FULLY AWARE. Stop harassing people. I promise I’ve been out here being the rudest bully to myself more so than anyone else I’ve ever encountered. I don’t need any help.

When I wrote my end of the year blog for 2025, I mentioned a New Year’s resolution being going Gluten Free. I’ve known for most of my adult life that I struggle eating certain foods. I’ve had chronic headaches for as long as I can remember. I recall lying in the bathtub as a teen because one of my headaches tried to take me out, and I scrunched up in a ball while I was showering to try and cope with the pain.

I’ve not been assessed for a true gluten allergy. The reason I’m trying this is because I know what foods bother me. Crackers, pretzels, pasta, and bread made frequent appearances in my diet in the past. Pretty much anytime I would eat any of those things or things like them, I would pay for it. My mouth would get a weird rash, and a headache would soon follow. I would often get severe stomach aches as well. I’ve tried a gluten free diet in the past, multiple times actually. I have felt better each time. However, depression, expenses, and ease of access to non-gluten free items have always caused me to give it up. Gluten free items are much more expensive, sometimes don’t taste as great, and are harder to find. It’s a lot to manage when you’re depressed, and I haven’t managed to maintain it.

Now that I’m not fighting major depression every day, I feel I’m in a much better position to try this again. I’d really enjoy not having to battle headaches and body pain all the time. The good news is, I have a month’s worth of gluten free evidence to report to y’all in this blog! I started my New Year’s resolution on the day I published that blog, which was December 21, 2025.

Update so far:

  1. Less headaches.
  2. I’ve lost 10 pounds.
  3. My stomach doesn’t hurt as much.
  4. I feel “lighter.”

It feels insane to say I’ve lost 10 pounds in about a month. I have been at that pre-10-pound weight loss weight for over a year. When I moved back to Kentucky in 2024, I was at my highest weight of 274 pounds. I lost about 15 pounds prior to meeting my husband and then stuck around that weight until this last month. I currently sit at 248. I share this because it’s a tracking thing and an accountability thing in a sense. I genuinely want to see if going gluten free makes a difference in how I feel and it’s already clear that it does. I hope to see improvement after being gluten free the entire year.

I don’t have any particular health goals in mind aside from feeling better. I’m not focused on looking a certain way or being a certain weight. I simply want to feel better. I know that I’ve felt better when I was around 190s, but I feel like I’ll know when I get there if I’m where I want to be. I know I’m not where I want to be yet, but this is great progress. I want to be able to move around easier and feel like I have more energy than I normally do. I’ve got a house full of kids and a beautifully energetic husband to keep up with, and I don’t want headaches, stomach aches, and whatever else to keep me from doing so.

The main reason I referenced blog seven is because it truly does feel like there is an angel on each shoulder. One telling me I’m doing a great job and I’m helping myself feel better. The other telling me that a little bit of the corn bread my sweet husband made, or the bowl of ramen my son is eating, or the bread we bought for sandwich night, or the TOTINO’S PIZZA THAT I WILL ALWAYS THINK IS THE ABSOLUTE BEST CAN’T HURT ME, RIGHT? Wrong. I know it hurts. I can’t keep acting like it doesn’t. Sure, these things are delicious, but is it worth it if it’s hurting me like it does? Nope. It used to be, but it’s just not anymore.

I’m constantly having to remind myself that though. Each time a coworker brings donuts into the office. Each time my husband makes pancakes for the kids. Each time I just really want to eat all the things I mentioned above. It’s a constant battle. I know that it always will be for me. I want to put this out into the world in case someone else out there is struggling with food.

If you’re one of those people, and you’re reading this, you are not alone! If I could say anything to anyone out there trying to help their body feel better, I would say that it’s okay to struggle. It’s okay to not always know what you’re doing and wing it. You don’t have to feel bad for struggling. It is what it is. The fact is, you’re trying. It’s your life and you have to do what’s right for you. We know there are always going to be people out here hating and making us feel some type of way about ourselves. We don’t need to add to the noise. It’s okay to love yourself in the midst of your struggles.

I’m going to add the last sentiment I added to blog seven: “If you’re struggling with similar battles or any battle, just know, I am here with you! My website/blog and social media pages are safe places! Share your dreams and your struggles. Life isn’t easy, but you’re doing great!” Such a classic ending!

What Am I Reading?

In my pursuit to accomplish Bucket List number 54,”Write a blog a week at least one year,” I have been brainstorming blog ideas. In previous blogs, I focus significantly on my mental health to share mental health related content. I post silly things to bring me and others joy. I share my bucket list and bullet journaling adventures. I have posted a few blogs about parenting. I have written blogs about past books I’ve read with my book club. This new blog idea is similar to my book club blogs except with any books I read in general.

I would like to share my thoughts on the books I read. Reading means so much to me. I remember in third grade getting to go to the school pizza party for having over 100 accelerated reader (AR) points. Not many third graders had that many. In high school, I was in the top ten of my class for AR points on the regular. Reading so many fun books helped build my dream of one day being a published author. I started a book club because I wanted to read more and talk about them with people that also love to read. I love talking to people about books.

This is why I want to write more about the books I read. I want to open more dialogue about books and inspire others to find books they enjoy. I also want to dive into more video content to share my thoughts on books since social media is a huge space for book related content. My husband and I came up with an idea for video content this year to post on my author Instagram. After I read a book, I’ll try to sum it up to him in three minutes or less and we’ll record whatever comes to my head. I posted the first of this little series we hope to do on my author Instagram the other day! My hope is to post a follow up blog about the books to explain more in detail about my experience reading the books.

I don’t necessarily want to consider these book blogs as reviews. I want to get better at writing reviews to help authors, but it’s not my specialty. I write about my experience, not really to offer any type of criticism or feedback. Even if a book is cheesy, or not as emotionally deep as some, I generally still love the experience of reading. There have been very few books that I didn’t enjoy in some way. I love seeing the little movie that plays in my head as the words melt into my brain. I value the time authors spent on their books and try to remember that someone is behind the words. I will likely write things I liked and things I didn’t, but that’s my personal opinion. Literature is up for interpretation. Everyone experiences a book differently. I would never want my opinion of a book to influence another person’s opinion of it. I would never want someone to feel bad for loving a book I didn’t, and I wouldn’t want someone to make me feel bad for loving a book they didn’t.

I read eight books outside of my book club books last year. I’m on my third book of the year (It’s January 20, 2026 as I write this), that’s not a book club book, so I anticipate I may have plenty of blogs for readers to check out if my pattern continues.

I honestly never know what I’m going to write until I sit down to write. With my book club blogs I’ve written previously, sometimes it doesn’t feel like enough content. I don’t really have any set length I aspire to for my blogs. I just write until I love it. So, I may try to write individual blogs for each book, I may group a couple if I’ve read a bunch before I get time to compose a blog, and I may just end up doing a monthly wrap up on everything I read that month. I am all about finding joy in my life. I am not bound by anyone else’s expectations, so I’ll pretty much just wing it and hope readers enjoy it for what it is whenever it gets posted!

I try to branch out as much as I can with different genres, but the reality is, I know what I’m mostly likely to read, and what I tend to avoid. The books you’ll probably see me reading are romance, fantasy, YA, and historical fiction. I tend to read books written by Black authors, books that have LGBTQ+ representation, and I am branching out into finding middle grade books for my children to read as they get older. I avoid horror as much as possible (I like to be able to sleep and I’m a paranoid girlie when I see or read anything scary). I love reading books in a series, it’s so satisfying.

I’m not going to write about any books in this blog, I simply wanted to introduce my plans so anyone that follows along with my blogs can keep their eyes out if they are interested. I would also love anyone who can to comment here or to comment on my author Instagram any book recommendations they have. I love reading books recommended by others. Honestly, reading a book someone loves truly gives insight into them as a person, and that’s so fun for me to be able to experience! (It also gave me clear red flags for people I’ve dated in the past, HAH!) Anyways… I would love for everyone to follow along and read some fun books with me!

I hope, if you’re reading this, you know how wonderful you are! I truly hope joy finds you in this life. Be kind to others, but don’t forget to be kind to yourself as well! Being human is hard, but you’re doing great (unless you’re racist, homophobic, transphobic, etc., then you need to be better)!

AABC – 2025

On January 1, 2025, past Ariel had full intentions to write a review blog about all the books she would read that year for her book club, Adventure Awaits Book Club.

I had a phenomenal year, but things definitely changed in a way I didn’t fully expect. We have 2.5 more kids living with us than we started the year with and that has made for more time spent with the kids living the Adventure Awaits spirit! So, I definitely pushed the blog plans to the back burner.

My book club started out with regular meetings, but as my depression hit hard a few years back, the club hit a lull and hasn’t really recovered. I’m hopeful it will make a comeback in the future. So, what I’ve been doing is mostly picking books I own to save money, and in the future hopefully the club will kick back up with picking books as a joint endeavor!

I wanted to write a blog that encompasses the 12 books I picked last year. I’ll write about them in order from my least favorite to my favorite. There’s a corresponding video on my author Instagram of me ranking all 20 books I read last year, and the book club books are mixed in there. I also have pictures of all the covers there and on the book club link through my website.

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Here we go!

12. Vagabonds! By Eloghosa Osunde

This book was the August 2025 choice. I wanted to love this one. I started it in August, but I took quite a few breaks and finally finished on the last day of 2025. The back cover blurb sounded more hopeful than I felt the book made sense in my head. This book made my head hurt. I rubbed my temples way more than I would like. It was dark and sad. It was honestly quite confusing at times. I think I understood more by the end about the intent behind all the build up, but it was exhausting trying to get there. I think the depth behind this one would make a great choice for a book club, honestly. I believe everyone would get something different out of this one. The Nigerian culture aspect is one that I feel could get overlooked by those who aren’t familiar and make people think negatively. Please take my opinions with a grain of salt. It’s clear this meant a lot to the author, and I imagine if I spoke with them about it, I would have so much more insight! It’s not a bad book, it’s simply more nuanced than the information I had to process it at the time I read it!

11. The Secret Zoo by Bryan Chick

This book was the January 2025 choice. I believe I finished reading this in January. Some books definitely did not get finished in the month I chose them. Honestly, the one major thing I remember about this one is a Sasquatch getting impaled. The adventure aspect in this book fully meets the spirit of the club. However, the impaling threw me off. I bought the book to find some middle grade reads for our 11 year old, and for some reason that scene startled me. It really opened my eyes to the depth middle grade books can go. I feel like our kiddo is brilliant and capable of reading complex storylines, but it also made me want to protect her a bit. Truly though, I thoroughly enjoyed the adventure these kids went on. I adored all the animals and how animals that were “extinct,” as well as supposed mythological creatures were being protected in the secret zoo found in the book. It took so many wild turns, and it kept me turning the pages eagerly. If your kiddo isn’t a reader, I imagine this book could easily spark interest for them, and it’s the first in a six book series, so you or your kiddo(s) can immerse in the world for a while!

10. Cursed Daughters by Oyinkan Braithwaite

This book was the November 2025 choice. I didn’t realize this would be a second book based around Nigerian culture when I picked this one. I made the connection after I picked back up Vagabonds! in December and Lagos had been mentioned in both. Again, it’s not as if the book was bad. I wouldn’t even remotely suggest that, it simply challenged me emotionally. It hurt my heart. These generations of women that were bogged down by a curse and couldn’t break free. Eventually one child did, but there was so much pain along the way. It felt a little creepy at times, but in a sad way. My creepy level tolerance is much lower than most, haha! Sometimes I’m a big baby. I recommend this book genuinely, and it’s always a great idea to read diversely. I can’t speak for Nigerian culture, but the author can, and I’m grateful they shared this story!

9. Maybe You Should Talk to Someone by Lori Gottlieb

This book was the May 2025 choice. My friend who is in my book club with me recommended this one for Mental Health Awareness month. I 100% wanted to talk to someone after reading this book. I published a blog while reading this book because it triggered so many emotions in me. A rather devastating aspect of the book is a storyline with a client called Julie. I won’t spoil it for you, but Julie and the author’s interactions lead to you reading the words, “Sometimes the only thing to do is yell, fuck.” That sentence is the title of the blog I wrote. I truly loved this book. It’s more story based and personal for the character. It didn’t have such a clinical feel that some books do when it comes to mental health. It was anything but boring and gave me some insight into my brain as well. I’m a huge proponent of therapy. I hope that anyone who needs it finds a therapist that truly cares about you like I did! I can’t guarantee you’ll get the same experience from this book, but I find it valuable in the mental health conversation!

8. Holes by Louis Sachar

This book was the December 2025 choice. Holes had everything I hoped for. I felt like they nailed the movie version of the book. The only major change I noticed was the main character in the book was described as heavier and Shai LaBeouf was definitely not heavy in the movie. Teenage Ariel loved Holes the movie, and now adult Ariel can say she loves Holes the book. I think our kids will love reading this one, and I hope to suggest it to our 11-year-old so they can get started as soon as possible! I enjoyed the ease of read. It’s clearly written with a younger audience in mind but not to the extent that it isn’t enjoyable for adults as well. The copy I have is an anniversary edition, so it was cool to see some extra bonus features at the end of the book with more insight into Stanley’s character.

7. Prince of Song and Sea by Linsey Miller

This book was the April 2025 choice. I felt like I had to buy this book when I saw it. I’m a sucker for a play on The Little Mermaid. I know it feels like there are a million versions of it, but this one holds its own. The book is a spookier version of the Disney classic. As I mentioned earlier, my creepy/spooky level tolerance is much lower than I anticipate the level of most readers. I didn’t have any issues with this book. It was a clever way for the author to add some trauma the prince had to deal with and keep it engaging. Prince Eric’s friends were charming editions to this book and brought for some entertainment that I enjoyed. I will never turn away a love story, even if it’s cheesy. (Please don’t check me on this. I imagine I haven’t read the cheesiest of cheese, but I still feel like I would enjoy it.) This one had the “cursed to only kiss their true love” trope in it, and I ate it up. There was another surprise element in it with the evil witch terrorizing families and that played out thoughtfully with some of the characters finding out more about their history. Keep in mind that the book is borrowing from a well-known storyline, so I can’t guarantee you will enjoy it, but it filled my joy meter like I hoped!

6. Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon

This book was the March 2025 choice. One of my favorite humans recommended me to read a few of Nicola Yoon’s books, and I’ve been properly wrecked by the ones I’ve read. This book has the typical YA feel when it comes to a teenage romance. It’s easy to speed through, the characters are charming, and there’s something trying to keep them apart. I really did not see the ending coming for this one. I thought the characters were going to fall in love and he was simply going to love her through all the complications. The bombshell twist left trauma residue on me and I’m over here reading a fictional story. I really should have seen it coming, but it threw me for a loop. I can’t remember for sure, but I imagine I most certainly cried. You can’t read about someone hurting that much to do what they did and not cry. I recommend this one, and I imagine I can safely say I recommend all books by Nicola Yoon!

5. Spells, Strings, and Forgotten Things by Breanne Randall

This book was the June 2025 choice. I’m really not surprised by my top five. I love all things fantasy, with a sprinkle of romance, and books that truly encompass the adventure awaits spirit. I read a Breanne Randall book for AABC in 2024, so I felt safe choosing another in 2025. She’s only published two books so far, but the vibes have hit with both of them for me. This one specifically had such a fun cast of characters, a plotline that keeps you wanting to read, and quality involvement with magical elements. I love any type of book that involves magic. There’s something about an author taking the time to create the rules for their world that is so special. All three sisters ended up with a love interest that made my heart smile. I loved the grimoire and the surprise that involved that animated book. The grumpy love interest for the main character had the typical traumatic childhood for a grumpy character. I appreciated his bond with his sister and the bond of the three main sisters as well. Healthy sibling dynamics is always a sweet bonus in a book.

4. Impossible Creatures by Katherine Rundell

This book was the October 2025 choice. I adored this book. I can’t wait for our children to read this one. I loved the main character and the group of characters that joined his mission to help his mysterious new pal as the plotline moved forward. I cackled when an important mythical creature happened to be a tiny dragon. That dragon was too precious. I adore dragons, and while I wish there were more throughout, it still had so much adventure and amazing creatures that I didn’t feel like I was missing anything. This book had much more depth than one might expect and could easily lead to introspection if you’re open and paying attention to the message. I am desperate to read the next book in this world and highly recommend everyone checking out this series as well!

3. Skyhunter by Marie Lu

This book was the July 2025 choice. Marie Lu could never disappoint me. Marie Lu may very well be my favorite author. This was the third world I felt fully enthralled by that they created. I don’t know how they manage to make such compelling stories over and over. Do you know that meme where people talk about what radicalized them? I mean this in the most respectful and honorable ways, but for me, it was probably reading Marie Lu’s books. Marie Lu clearly has no interest in tolerating a tyrannical government and I’m living for it. I read Skyhunter for book club and immediately went to the library to check out Steelstriker to finish the duology. They were both superb and heartbreaking. Honestly, I wouldn’t put it past our government to do something like this if they had the technology. It’s scary waiting to see what crazy thing the US government is going to do next. There are literally terrorists roaming the streets wreaking havoc and kidnapping people and the President is acting like this is some beautiful thing he is doing for our country. (I meant ICE if you couldn’t pick up on my subtlety.) I digress… Read anything by Marie Lu. I promise you won’t be disappointed.

2. Blood at the Root by LaDarrion Williams

This book was the September 2025 choice. I swear I read so many phenomenal books in 2025. I believe one of the comparison titles for Blood at the Root is Harry Potter. I get it. They both have a magical school for students with magical abilities. Blood at the Root is so much deeper. Black history is intertwined throughout the story, and the characters call out the whitewashing of history in general. The cast of main characters are Black as the setting is primarily at a Historically Black College or University (HBCU). The author passionately advocates for the importance of getting these books in the hands of Black boys for them to see themselves and the magic they hold inside them. Obviously, the comparison is metaphorical, but truly, Black children deserve to read this incredible story and go along for the adventure in the entire series. I will say, while the comparison to Harry Potter is out there, I wouldn’t recommend this book to middle grade readers like I would Harry Potter and I don’t believe the author is presenting it as made for younger readers either. It’s more geared towards high school age youth and older. It takes place at an HBCU, so it’s logical that the characters are older and do things that older youth/adults do.

1. The Secret Library by Kekla Magoon

This book was the February 2025 choice. I don’t think I will ever find a book I love as much as this one. Phenomenal doesn’t even begin to describe it for me. Many of these books had me desperate to finish reading, but this one had so many twists I never saw coming. I spoke about the depth of a number of the middle grade books I read last year, but this one topped them all. It explores child neglect, parental loss, identity development, racism, slavery, and the complexity of relationships in general from a child’s perspective. I loved the use of the library and the decision the main character makes at the end floored me. I wouldn’t recommend this book if you are racist, homophobic, or transphobic. However, I imagine if you are, you’re likely not reading this blog. So, if you are here, I am begging you to pick this book up and read it. This book sealed the deal for me that I’ve been underestimating children. I know how brilliant children are, but I get nervous that some things are too much for them. They are so much more capable of complex thoughts than most of us give them credit for. So, yes, this is my favorite book of 2025, but it’s also my favorite book in general!

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If you read this far, thank you! It means a lot to me to have any support people are able to offer. I hope y’all are out there being kind to others, but don’t forget to be kind to yourself as well! I hope y’all will check out these books and share with me your thoughts! Also, feel free to recommend any books here or on my Instagram!

A Look Inside My Brain

I started this blog with no real plan for how it would proceed. I didn’t even have any confidence it would form into enough content to be worthy of sharing. My anxiety has often entertained me with its contradictory thinking. My brain often has every scenario imaginable to run through at any given moment. I figured I would share what that looks like to offer some silly entertainment to the lives of whoever reads this blog. This is for purely entertainment purposes. I am not speaking on what anxiety looks like for everyone or attempting to make a mental health statement of some kind. Please enjoy.

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Scenario: Me walking in a store…

Thought A:
“You should smile at that person; you could be the smile they need to keep moving forward.”

Thought B:
“You probably shouldn’t smile at that person; that’s probably the smile that will convince them they should murder you because they’re probably a serial killer.”

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Scenario: Out fishing in a random location my husband chose for some night fishing…

Thought A:
“Wow, it’s so beautiful out here at this cool remote outdoor location.”

Thought B:
“Wow, this is the exact type of place that would be perfect for someone to come and murder me, and no one would ever find me.”

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Scenario: Me trying to process someone being rude…

Thought A:
“You gotta kill them with kindness.”

Thought B:
“Man, I really wish their socks constantly felt like they’d stepped in something wet, and they always have car troubles that cost them lots of money.”

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Scenario: Me attempting to teach someone something at work or trying to help the kids with homework…

Thought A:
“It’s really not that hard, I don’t understand what they don’t get.”

Thought B:
“Not everyone is good at the same stuff, give them some grace.”

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Scenario: Me getting dressed for work…

Thought A:
“You should wear that outfit again, it’s your favorite. It’s not even the same outfit; it just looks similar because you have ten pairs of black leggings and most of your t-shirts are black.”

Thought B:
“They’re going to think you don’t ever shower or wash your clothes, don’t wear that outfit again. It’s like the fourth time this week you’ve worn a black shirt with black leggings.”

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Scenario: Me trying to clean the kids’ room…

Thought A:
“Toy boxes aren’t helpful. They become dump spots for everything, and the kids can’t find anything. The system you have makes more sense so they can find what they’re looking for easier.”

Thought B:
“A toy box would be great. They could just dump everything, and it wouldn’t take so long for the kids to clean up.”

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Scenario: Me trying to decide if I want to sleep the 30 extra minutes from when my husband leaves for work and when I need to get up to get the kids ready for school…

Thought A:
“You can totally go back to sleep after he leaves for work. You’ll definitely wake up on your first alarm and not have to rush.”

Thought B:
“Girl, you know you’re going to snooze five times and end up rushing. You do this every day. Don’t kid yourself.”

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Scenario: Me trying to decide the best time to stop and get gas when I have to drive a long distance…

Thought A:
“You need gas, that gas station is open, just stop.”

Thought B:
“Don’t stop there, it looks sketchy. You’ll definitely get murdered.”

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Scenario: Me trying to decide what to do when I can’t take my purse into a venue or have my laptop with me and I need to run in somewhere and I’d rather not carry it…

Thought A:
“Put your purse in the trunk, no one will think to look in there for it.”

Thought B:
“Just put it under your seat, do you think you’re smarter than a criminal? If they can break a window, they can access your trunk.”

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Scenario: Me at a doctor’s appointment or emergency room…

Thought A:
“On a scale from 1-10… YOU’RE A TEN and you know it! Just tell them you’re feeling awful, and you’re actually pretty certain you’re dying.”

Thought B:
“You’re being a baby. It’s not that bad. Just tell them six so they know it’s hurting but you can deal with it if you have to.”

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Scenario: Me seeing someone in a fire outfit…

Thought A:
“You should complement that person’s outfit. It might brighten their day.”

Thought B:
“Don’t say anything to them, they’ll think you’re weird. They don’t owe you thanks for the comment.”

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Scenario: Me in a waiting room or really any place where I have to sit and wait for something…

Thought A:
“Cross your arms. It’s a comfortable position, and it kinda helps keep you warm a bit.”

Thought B:
“Are you crazy? Don’t cross your arms. They’re going to think you’re a bitch.”

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Scenario: Me while driving…

Thought A:
“There’s not many cars on this road and it’s a pretty straight shot. Maybe I could drive five miles over the speed limit. The police don’t seem to care and pass me all the time when I’m driving the speed limit.”

Thought B:
“Don’t do it. You’re a bad person. Remember that paper you wrote in college when you were 18? You said you believed in driving the speed limit. Did you lie????”

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Scenario: Me at a vision appointment…

Thought A:
“You need new glasses. You can’t read those letters. It’s blurry. Just tell them it’s blurry. Don’t lie.”

Thought B:
“Lie. You’re definitely failing this eye exam. They’re going to think you suck because your eyes don’t work. Option two is not blurrier, you’re silly.”

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I am certain I could add endless scenarios and thoughts like these if I wanted, but I don’t want to force it. I’ve had this blog in my drafts and have been adding them as I thought of them or the scenario actually happened. I had a vision appointment today, so the last scenario genuinely happened the same day I finished this blog. (I was honest, I really want to be able to see clearly, haha!)

I hope whoever read this at least got a giggle or two out of your time spent! I hope you’re having a great day, and if you’re not, I hope for joy to find you soon! Being a human is hard. Please be kind to others, but don’t forget about being kind to yourself as well! I love all you beautiful humans!

Surprise Bonus Scenario:

Thought A:
“I do want to love all people. Most people will understand the sentiment behind the context of me writing this.”
Thought B:
“Maybe you shouldn’t write that. I don’t want someone creepy to think I actually “love love” them and become obsessed with me or something.”

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Haha! I had to add in the thoughts I often have when I sign off with some version of “I love all you beautiful humans.” My brain is fun!

New Year, Same Bucket List

Over the last couple of years I have written blogs summing up how my year went and planning resolutions for the new year. I also have multiple blogs about my bucket list. I was considering keeping those separate again, but I want to combine them this time for some reason. Reviewing the items I’ve crossed off my bucket list and adding any new bucket list items feels pretty similar to discussing old resolutions and planning new ones.

I will start with resolutions and finish with my bucket list!

Here were the resolutions I made for myself at the beginning of the year:

  1. Write more new content for my novel.
  2. Make healthier food choices regularly.
  3. Get outside more. 
  4. Keep working towards my bullet journal goals. 
  5. Personal resolution I won’t detail.

I didn’t set too many with the hope that would help with likelihood of success. Now I’ll write them out again and share how things went.

1. Write more new content for my novel.

I absolutely wrote more new content for my novel! I posted on my author Instagram that I first started writing new content this year on March 18, 2025. Luckily, I have been bullet journaling to keep track of when I write new content. I’ve worked on new content about 15 days this year. It makes me sad that it was so few days, but some of those days were incredibly productive, so I’ll take it.

2. Make healthier food choices regularly.

I don’t feel I accomplished this one. I know I’ve eaten healthy meals and made healthy choices, but it definitely wasn’t regularly. I’ll give myself grace though. I know I’m in a much better place health wise than I feel I was in 2024. I can just feel it in my body, I’m not really sure how to explain it.

3. Get outside more.

I don’t feel I accomplished this one either. I went outside pretty much only when we took the kids to the park, played outside with them, or went fishing. I wanted to be more intentional about being outside related to healthy choices (mostly walking because I enjoy walking outside) and that just didn’t happen like I wanted.

4. Keep working towards my bullet journal goals.

I definitely continued to bullet journal this year and work towards the goals that are associated with the pages. For those who have been following my bullet journal journey, you’ll know that I started my pages in August of 2024. I continued those pages through August of 2025. I started new ones in August of 2025 and have been enjoying the new ones thoroughly since. I started focusing on effort more than time spent on tasks and that has changed my mindset in such a healthy way.

The pages I have currently are creative writing (like blogs), writing towards my novel, journaling, reading, how many steps I take, and keeping track of my emotions. I have written 21 blogs this year (22 if you count this one), was asked to write a piece for an event honoring someone turning 100, and I have written a few miscellaneous things here and there. I have been reading quite a bit this year for my standards. I have two books I hope to finish by the end of the year and that will be 17 for the year. My goal has been, and likely will be for a long time, to complete 12 books a year. I think a fun measure of how I have been doing on my steps is that my average steps a day, according to my phone, for 2024 was 1, 810. My average this year is 2, 627. It’s small progress, but I’ll take it. I have been experiencing a significant amount of joy, and I am grateful for every day I have.

5. Personal resolution I won’t detail.

This went much better than I expected. There is still room for positive change, and I’m hopeful. I’m praying for God’s continued help in managing my patience.

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I’ve come to realize that sometimes being broad can be great, and other times, it can really make it difficult to measure progress. This past year, while I did write more content, technically even writing one day would be considered succeeding in the resolution and that really is not at the heart of what I intended when I made the resolution. Yes, I wrote more days than that, but not as much as I would like. I keep pushing off my writing because I get overwhelmed and start to question myself often. For this coming year, I am going to try to be more specific. I would like to dedicate at least two hours each week to working on my novel.

I also want to maintain some type of health goal(s) this coming year. I have a suspicion that I have some type of issue with gluten. I don’t really know for sure, and the time I mentioned it to my doctor, they didn’t seem to care. I have a different doctor now though, so maybe I can explore that with them this coming year. Regardless, any time I eat bread, pasta, pretzels, crackers, pizza, etc., I feel awful. I have excruciating headaches, I get rashes sometimes, and my stomach hurts. The times I have cut out gluten, I tend to start to feel better. I just rarely stick to these changes because… I love all those things I listed SO MUCH. But I would really love not to feel terrible, and I think I’m finally at the point of committing to a long-term change to see if it makes a difference. So, in 2026, I’m going to try to commit to a gluten free diet and see how things go. In saying this, I highly recommend people consult their doctors. Please, please, please seek qualified medical advice. It’s also on my list to speak with my doctor about it and see what they think. Luckily, I have my annual checkup on the 30th and that will be perfect timing to get started for 2026.

I wrote a blog earlier this year (ADHD, Maybe?) that mentions an app that I downloaded, Finch. I have been using it all year. It helps you come up with ideas of small goals that you can accomplish to help work towards larger goals. One that it suggested for me because I mentioned wanting to move more was “Go for a 5-minute walk.” I selected it a couple of weeks as a weekly goal, but I did not really focus on it like some of my other goals. I want to change that in 2026. It’s a small daily goal that I can reasonably accomplish if I put effort into it. I want to try to average at least 4,000 steps a day in 2026 and a 5-minute daily walk would likely help reach that average step goal.

Resolution five from 2025 will carry over to 2026. I could use any prayers, thoughts, vibes, or really anything anyone wants to send my way.

So, here’s the official list:

1. Dedicate at least two hours each week to working on my novel.
2. Have a gluten free diet.
3. Go for at least a 5-minute walk every day.
4. Personal resolution that I won’t detail.

I feel these resolutions are manageable and will not overwhelm me. I am excited to see how these play out in 2026.

*Adding the next paragraph post initial publishing date for this blog.*

I thought about it and then promptly forgot, before I added it to this blog, that I wanted to add a journaling resolution. I randomly remembered today, about four days later. I would like to add “Post a daily journal prompt on my author Instagram” to the list! I did a couple journaling challenges during early 2025 and I enjoyed them thoroughly. I want to do that again in 2026 but make it a whole year thing. I don’t have any set prompt ideas, so I’ll probably just google random prompt ideas and do whatever I’m in the mood for on any given day.

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Let’s move on to the bucket list portion of this blog! Here’s the list if you need a review!

  1. Pet a giraffe.  
  2. Publish a book.  
  3. Voice a character in an animated movie.  
  4. Visit Giraffe Manor in Kenya.  
  5. Meet Michael B. Jordan (If you haven’t read my Michael B, Jordan blog, please do. Maybe the extra views will get the word out to him! Haha!). 
  6. Go to Disney World with friends. 
  7. Walk on the side of a road when a car drives through a puddle and get splashed by it.  
  8. Buy a new flute.  
  9. Fill at least 100 journals with my thoughts.  
  10. Visit the Australia zoo.  
  11. Own a pink Volkswagen Beetle. 
  12. Complete one of those man vs. food challenges. I’d request mine involve breakfast food.  
  13. Ride in a helicopter.  
  14. Attempt to snowboard.  
  15. Meet Tom Hanks since he shares the same birthday as me and that seems like a good enough reason. 
  16. Go horseback riding.  
  17. Swim with sharks.  
  18. Go on a cruise.  
  19. Finish the crochet blanket I started in high school. 
  20. Have a room in my home dedicated to my reading and writing aspirations.  
  21. Become fluent in Spanish. 
  22. Kiss someone in the rain.
  23. Visit Times Square on New Year’s Eve.  
  24. Visit the Grand Canyon.  
  25. Ride a double-decker bus and get off it like Amanda Bynes did in What a Girl Wants.  
  26. Go on an extravagantly planned date that my date planned.  
  27. Meet Hilary Duff since someone told me I looked like her once and getting a selfie with her would be legit. 
  28. Star in a mermaid inspired photo shoot.
  29. Take a picture with the person playing Ariel at Disneyland or Disney World.  
  30. Visit Mount Rushmore. 
  31. Go to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter and pick out my own wand.  
  32. Design a pair of shoes.  
  33. Attempt to surf.  
  34. Have a home with a huge kitchen island. 
  35. Own a robot vacuum.  
  36. Be a bridesmaid or maid of honor.  
  37. Ride in a hot air balloon.
  38. Get a tattoo on my arm and have my mom not be mad at me.  
  39. Ride on a train. 
  40. Impact the universal mental health conversation in a huge way.  
  41. Work with an organization/cleaning company in some way.
  42. Have a picture with all eight of my siblings present.  
  43. Go on safari.  
  44. Ride an elephant and camel. 
  45. Receive a love letter from someone I also love (No creepy letters, please).  
  46. Go on a segway tour.  
  47. Visit places that have “The World’s Largest…” miscellaneous item.  
  48. Go on a zipline.
  49. Play a game of paintball.  
  50. Make a font out of my handwriting. 
  51. Take a pottery class.  
  52. Get on a Jumbotron.
  53. Catch a foul ball or a home run ball at a baseball game.
  54. Write a blog a week at least one year.
  55. Be on a game show.
  56. Indoor skydive.
  57. See the aurora borealis.
  58. Go ice skating.
  59. Complete birthday paintings every year for my kids until they’re 18 or ask me to stop.
  60. Get to a point with my health where I don’t think constantly about losing weight.
  61. Be debt free.
  62. Visit a waterfall.

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Here’s a reminder of which ones I crossed off prior to 2025:

18. Go on a cruise.
22. Kiss someone in the rain.
35. Own a robot vacuum.
37. Ride in a hot air balloon.
38. Get a tattoo on my arm and have my mom not be mad at me.
39. Ride on a train.
47. Visit places that have “The World’s Largest…” miscellaneous item.
52. Get on a Jumbotron.
58. Go ice skating.

Here’s what I accomplished in 2025:

7. Walk on the side of a road when a car drives through a puddle and get splashed by it.
My husband is the best and drove through a puddle for me to accomplish this one! It was a blast.

47. Visit places that have “The World’s Largest…” miscellaneous item.
My husband and I visited The Bean in Chicago this year. We also visited the World’s largest Bass Pro Shop in Memphis. Technically I had been there before, but I didn’t realize it was significant at the time. Item number 47 is an ongoing one despite me having crossed this one off in 2024. I enjoy seeing the ways this one plays out as time goes on!

57. See the aurora borealis.
I NEVER thought I would accomplish this in the state of Kentucky. Sure enough, whatever has to happen for them to be seen, happened and it was seen in places it’s not generally common. It wasn’t the most beautiful scene where I live, but it was still pretty awesome.

60. Get to a point with my health where I don’t think constantly about losing weight.
I never thought I would achieve this, honestly. I don’t really know what happened this year. I wrote a blog about it (Bucket List #60). It’s so nice when your brain cooperates. I love myself so much, and it’s great that I love myself in my body how it is and not how I once wished daily it could be.

62. Visit a waterfall.
My husband went on a mini trip for Valentine’s Day. We visited Cumberland Falls during the trip, and it was too cool. This one wasn’t actually on the list at the beginning of the year, but I had to add it because it is definitely something I’ve always wanted to do.

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14/62 feels incredible! I’m having a blast attempting to accomplish these items! My husband is also the best teammate to help me seek the adventure that is inevitable with a bucket list!

I think I could reasonably accomplish 1, 13, and 16 during 2026. I would like to try for 54, but I’m not sure if I’m in a position for 2026 to be the year for this accomplishment yet. I might give it a shot, but I won’t beat myself up about it if it doesn’t happen.

This is a good time to add in a reminder. Your value is not dependent on what you accomplish in your life or what you cross off a bucket list. You’re valuable as a person simply because you exist. You are loved simply for who you are, not what you may be able to offer someone. Don’t ever forget that! I love you, beautiful humans!

Sometimes the Only Thing to Do Is Yell, “F*ck!”

I imagine if you saw the title of my blog, you may have expected to see a curse word or two somewhere throughout this blog. I apologize for the lack of warning on the title, but here’s a warning that I am absolutely going to spell out the word throughout this blog at some points. Please enjoy!

I’m currently reading Maybe You Should Talk to Someone by Lori Gottlieb. If you’ve been following my website or author Instagram, you may know that this book was the May 2025 book club book for my book club, Adventure Awaits Book Club. (Oh man, that’s a lot of the words “book” and “club.”)

So, why am I reading it in December of 2025? Well, I lost the book for a while. I legit couldn’t find it anywhere in my room.

One day I’m sitting on the couch talking to my mom and I happen to look over at the bookshelf in our living room. The top three shelves are filled with family pictures and trinkets. My mom was kind enough to relinquish a shelf for some books that I have accumulated and sometimes leave sitting in places she would likely prefer they not be. That shelf is the bottom shelf.

Sitting on this shelf is my book club book! The issue is, I noticed this sometime in September. How has it been on the shelf for four months and I not notice? I do happen to have a blog called “ADHD, Maybe?” (Check it out!) My mom has also called me Dory for most of my life. I have no idea why I never noticed it there or thought to look there to begin with.

But anyways… I think I didn’t need to read it as much back in May as much I need to read it right now. I just finished chapter 35 of the book. In the copy I have, it’s page 254. I have about 150 pages remaining. The last sentence of chapter 35 is, “Sometimes the only thing to do is yell, “Fuck!”

Not going to even lie, chapter 35 made me cry. I had tears pouring down my face. (This is not the first time I cried in the book, and I anticipate it won’t be the last.) Thankfully, my sweet family were mostly all out of the home, and my mom was napping, so they did not witness my breakdown. I am a little under the weather today, and I had a little moment to myself to get some reading in. I don’t generally like to cry in front of anyone in general, but this moment made me think of a time in my life where I tried so hard not to cry and found myself yelling “Fuck” probably more than I even remember.

If you’ve read this book, or plan to do so in the future, I’m not even remotely attempting to compare my life experience to the person’s whose life is being described in this specific chapter and other places throughout the book. I am, however, writing this blog because I felt inspired. Coincidentally, my husband mentioned earlier that he had not seen me post a blog in a while. I told him I hadn’t felt inspired lately. I had no idea that a few hours later I would read a sentence that would inspire the words I currently type.

The book in general has made me think of my time in therapy. To help those who haven’t read the book, the book is about a therapist sharing her personal life experiences, client stories from her time as a therapist, and her experience in therapy while also being a therapist. I know I have mentioned numerous times throughout all the blogs I’ve written that I used to attend therapy. The time I mention most often, was my second experience with therapy, but my most substantial. The first time was only a few weeks. The second was four years!

I know I’ve mentioned how much those four years of therapy saved me. I can’t remember all the details I have shared, but I do feel it’s important for this blog, to share some therapy details, so please forgive me if these details are repetitive.

I loved my therapist. Aside from my family and a few friends, I had never felt love like I felt it from my therapist. It wasn’t anything unethical or inappropriate, but I could tell my therapist loved me. He loved me in a general sense of simply caring about another human going through a tough time in their lives. After four years, honestly, my therapist probably knew me better than any human ever had. There were things he would remember, things he would say, and just his general overall approach that helped me get through a horrible time for myself mentally.

My therapist helped me love myself. He would redirect me when I would make self-deprecating statements. He would validate me when I made dark statements and not make me feel like I was broken in those moments. He would listen to me and point out the light he could see in my eyes when I talked about things that mattered to me. Honestly, aside from my son and my mom, he’s the main reason I am here years later attempting to shine my light as bright as possible. He helped me realize I am so much more than the roles that I hold. He helped me realize that my personality isn’t something I should try to hide to be more palatable for others. He helped me love me.

He helped me cry. He helped me know that it was okay to yell “fuck” if you need to (more in a hypothetical sense than what the author described in their book). My therapist helped me get out my anger. He helped me find ways to be okay with being angry and that sometimes I have to just embrace it to be able to get through it. I absolutely yelled “fuck” loudly and numerous times while in my car driving to random places when my brain just couldn’t handle what it was feeling that day. He often mentioned he wished I could find one of those places where I could go and break random things. (There is one in my hometown now, and I hope to go do that activity one of these days!)

The reason I feel I needed this book is because I have been feeling a bit overwhelmed lately. Nothing compared to what I felt when I was attending therapy, but enough to know that I haven’t exactly felt like myself. I have been feeling some of the angry feelings that I felt back then though and that scared me a bit.

There are a few people in my life, to some extent, that I wish were not. I say to some extent, because if they would chill the heck out, things would probably be fine. I don’t know that they’re capable of it though, so I manage what comes at me. I truly just wish I didn’t have to manage. I just wish things could be so much better than they are without all the struggles and having to stay on your toes waiting to see what drama someone might bring to your life next.

There’s another line in this book that states, “It’s just one of those things.” The context that sentence was used was to help a person see that there’s no explanation for something bad happening. It’s literally “just one of those things.” We often seek a reason for why things happen or don’t happen. You could say “It’s all in God’s plan.” That’s a valid statement. However, that often doesn’t really feel helpful when it comes to the horrific things that happen in a person’s life.

Honestly, sometimes things happen and you just have to yell “fuck”.

It may be in God’s plan. It may just be one of those things. It really doesn’t matter why most days. Sometimes, just yell. Go break things (in a safe environment and not things that will cause you more problems later, please). Go sit in therapy and cry your eyes out. Cry in front of your family. Cry whenever you feel is necessary. Get those feelings out and don’t let them eat away at you!

Sometimes things don’t make sense, but trying to ignore all those hard feelings, isn’t going to help you move forward in the long run.

My husband and I had a disagreement the other day. We were both right. We generally are on the same page within a disagreement but for some reason take a minute to realize we want the same thing and are often debating semantics. He was washing the dishes earlier today and asked me to stay in the kitchen with him when he noticed me heading back to our room to get back in bed because I wasn’t feeling well. This man loves me! Thanks again in part to my therapist, I am actually able to recognize love. I could see the love in his face when he asked me to sit in the kitchen while he washed. He knew I wasn’t feeling up for cleaning even though that tends to be what I do when he cooks breakfast. He wouldn’t ask for me to clean, but he asked for me to stay with him while he did. My husband truly enjoys my presence.

While he was washing the dishes, I was reading. I looked up at him and watched him for a while. At one point he turns towards me and smiles his beautiful smile. We hadn’t technically resolved the disagreement we had the other day, and I think were at the point where we just realized it wasn’t worth any further conversation. We both know we are right and what needs to happen. We’re just doing it at this point. His beautiful smile triggered the thought of “I love his face. I hope I always have this man smiling back at me in life.”

While I am a proponent of divorce absolutely being on the table, my husband and I are actively taking care of each other’s hearts to avoid it having to be a choice we make. I don’t believe divorce is in our future, but I am not ignorant to the fact that if we don’t prioritize our relationship, anything can happen.

It might seem odd for me to bring this information about my husband up. However, I bring it up because of some other sentences from Maybe You Should Talk to Someone. “And you know what I’m going to miss most of all? His face. I’m going to miss looking at his beautiful face. It’s my favorite face in the entire world.”

How is it that I spoke with my husband about not feeling inspired, think the thought I thought about his sweet face, read all the words I mentioned throughout this blog, and then get to the point of feeling inspired to write this blog all in the same day?

I think it’s because I was meant to write this blog. These words need to be out in the world. I’ve been in my feelings lately and honestly, sometimes the only thing I need to do is yell, “Fuck!” I need to realize that things just are the way they are sometimes, and I can’t always change them. I have a phenomenal husband, five beautiful children, the most amazing mom, and my life is honestly something I could never have dreamed of having during those four years of therapy.

Like I mentioned in my blog, “Good Things Can Happen,” “I can’t promise you life will get better, but I will say that good things can happen.”

I can’t sit here and say that the bad things happening in your life will work out the way you hope. I can only say that, sometimes the only thing to do is yell, “fuck,” and keep moving forward. As I say in a number of my blogs, do what makes you happy. Find what works for you. If you aren’t up for yelling a curse word, find something else that helps you not hold in your anger. It’s okay to let go at times. It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to not have it all together. Life will be hard. People will suck and make life challenging. In the case of this specific chapter in the book, there may not be anything you can do to change the bad things that happen. Life isn’t always going to make sense, but I hope you can find the people in life that make it better.

I hope you have someone in your life that you love seeing their face. If not, I hope you love your face. You deserve to love your face even if you’re not in the best head space at any given time. I also hope you find someone else someday whose face you live. It doesn’t have to be a spouse. People have a way of being your favorite face even if they are not a partner. My therapist’s face was my favorite for the longest time. I’m grateful for my therapist’s presence when I needed it. I’m grateful he helped me find joy again in life. I’m grateful for reading Maybe You Should Talk to Someone now instead of in May. I haven’t finished it yet, but I highly recommend it. I don’t imagine that recommendation changing within the next 150 pages.

Life isn’t easy, but you’re doing great! Be kind to others. If you’re the one causing problems in other people’s lives, maybe you should talk to someone! 🙂

Parenting Phrases

I have been thinking about the best way to organize this blog for a while now. I’ve written a few blogs related to parenting, but I think this will likely be my favorite.

I am 100% an evidence based research girlie! I love speaking with facts and support behind my statements. If the United States ever makes college free, I will be the first one applying to law school. I am all about education and learning new things.

However, through my blog, I tend to speak from my personal experience. I want to preface anything you read below with the statement that anything perceived as parenting advice are simply things that have worked well for me and my family.

I will say that I am heavily influenced by my educational and professional background/experience. I have a Bachelor’s of Arts degree in Psychology. I completed 43 credit hours to attempt to obtain a Master of Science degree in Clinical Mental Health Counseling. (My credits have since expired as I was unable to complete the degree timely due to life circumstances. It’s okay, I’ve cried about it and I’ve dealt with that fact now). I worked as a preschool teacher and a caregiver for a child with Autism while in grad school. I worked with Child Protective Services for seven years in the capital of Texas. I presently work as a Targeted Case Manager at a Community Mental Health Clinic. Through my professional experience, I have been required to maintain continuing education regularly and have attended many trainings that work off of evidence based research. I have been certified in Motivational Interviewing. I have held Mental Health First Aid certifications in the past.

While I believe that I am heavily practicing off evidence based research, I am still just a parent out here winging it. Every child is different. Every life experience and environment is different and may impact children differently. Coparenting situations can impact how children behave. There are any number of factors that influence the parenting experience.

The intent behind this blog is to give readers a glimpse into what works for me (or at least what I’m practicing with the hope that it will work) and potentially offer ideas that may work for other kids as well. If there is something you don’t vibe with, that’s okay. This blog is in no way intending to be presented as proven evidence based research. It has the potential to be helpful, but I don’t want to give anyone the wrong impression or claim I have all the answers related to the topic of parenting.

In saying all of the above, I will now move into the portion that I am most excited to write about.

There are a number of what I’ll call “parenting phrases” that come out of the mouths of my husband and I on the regular. We have the ever so common “keep your hands to yourself” or “use your words,” but we’ve developed or adopted some of our own that we currently use to help ease some of the typical dilemmas that come up while parenting young children.

I will list the phrases below and then come back to explain a bit about each one later on. If it starts with the first person (some version of “I”) that is referring to my husband or I. If there is an ellipsis that means it tends to be a starter phrase and then it’s followed up with something else. All of the phrases require explanation initially, but the ones without ellipsis are mostly absolute, and our kids have adapted to them without much need for follow up.

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Here we go:

1. If you want to bring it, you have to hold it.

2. I don’t make promises about the future.

3. I’m not an amusement park ride.

4. I’m not a trash holder.

5. Please don’t speak for your sibling…

6. When you’re done crying/being mad, we can talk.

7. We don’t speak about people’s bodies.

8. I like everything you do…

9. Please ask before hugging.

10. You can be mad, you don’t get to be disrespectful.

11. Focus on yourself…

12. Let me be the parent, please…

13. If you can’t say it loud, it doesn’t need to be whispered.

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Without context, some of these might be a little unclear. Without follow up to some, they also aren’t likely going to be effective. I will list them again below and add more information to support why we use them.

1. If you want to bring it, you have to hold it.

This one has helped decrease arguments about bringing items to church, the grocery store, a gathering, a community event (like a parade or something), etc. My son would throw fits because I would tell him he couldn’t bring all 100 of his dinosaurs or whatever it was he wanted to bring that day. So, I had to figure out how to navigate this without an argument every time we left the house.

I decided to tell him, you can bring it, but I won’t hold it for you if you get tired or bored of it. I told him if you get tired or throw it on the ground then you have to keep holding them or it will get left wherever you throw it. You best believe he tested me to see if I was serious, and it only took a few steps of me walking past the item for him to believe me. He didn’t try me to many more times before my phrase held weight.

We’ve also adopted the cousin phrase “you can bring it, but it has to stay in the car.” That’s been a compromise my son and now daughters have accepted as reasonable for places where whatever item they want to bring is just not acceptable. For example, we don’t let them bring stuffed animals to the park because they’re not all as easy to clean as some things like sports balls. School events are a no go for items because we tell them it’s important to focus on the reason we’re there and they can play with toys later. After one or two reminders of this, they just have to hear the base phrase and accept it for what it is.

2. I don’t make promises about the future.

This one has helped decrease so many arguments and avoid disappointment. I can almost guarantee that all parents hear a constant barrage of questions about something their child/children want or want to do.

Some examples:

  • “Can I get this for my birthday?”
  • “Can we have McDonald’s later?”
  • “Can I stay up late tonight?”
  • “Can we go …insert place here… today/tomorrow/etc.”

We started saying that we don’t make promises about the future and the arguments like would happen if we said “no,” “I don’t know,” or “we’ll see” have disappeared. The phrase helps prevent disappointment if we aren’t able to do whatever it is they want to do. Let’s face it, “we’ll see” pretty much has become standard for “means no” and most kids know that. “I don’t make promises about the future” helps if you change it up frequently. It doesn’t give them the opportunity to associate the phrase with yes or no if sometimes you end up doing what you ask.

As a parent to multiple children, it’s hard to know what you’re going to be able to do at any given moment. We don’t want to let our kids down, and if we say we’re going to do something and then can’t, for whatever reason, it’s heartbreaking to see their disappointment. I know disappointment is inevitable, but this phrase helps alleviate some.

3. I’m not an amusement park ride.

Maybe this is just a me thing but this statement came out randomly one day, and I realized I love it. At the time I’m writing this blog, my husband and I have a 17 year old, an 11 year old, two seven year olds, and a four year old. This one is geared more towards the three youngest.

Anytime my husband or I do something silly to one of them, the other two hop in line and immediately ask “can you do that to me too?!”

While I understand the desire, there’s sometimes I just don’t have the ability to pick our son up as easily as our four year old. So if I pick her up and twirl her around, I may not be able to do the same to him.

That’s just one example. A simpler one is if I tickle one. For some reason they all want to be tickled. Some days I’m all for tickling all of them. Other days, it was just a redirection tool I used to prevent a break down and the other kids thought it was that kid getting something special that they didn’t.

This isn’t one that you have to use all the time, but it helps when you’re overstimulated, don’t have time, or simply to explain to your kids that you’re not treating any of them more or less special.

4. I’m not a trash holder.

This kinda goes along with number one. So many times our kids will beg for a snack/drink somewhere, we’ll give them one, and then when they finish they try to hand the wrapper or bottle to us. Nope. I didn’t ask for the snack/drink. You can find a trash can or hold it until one can be found.

I know that it is no fun to hold something while you search for a trash can. However, kids need to learn that parents aren’t there to solve all their problems. This is a small way to teach them independence and learn how to problem solve. You best believe they find a trash can or come up with a creative solution for how to get the trash out of their hands.

5. Please don’t speak for your sibling…

Our sweet babies have a tendency to say “I think they meant…”

Nope. You are not your sibling’s spokesperson. You are not responsible for reporting their feelings or emotions. If they are not capable of speaking for themselves, we will help address that with them.

We want to ensure our children are learning how to effectively communicate for themselves and be strong advocates for their needs/wants.

6. When you’re done crying/being mad, we can talk.

It is so hard trying to understand a crying or screaming child. If you need to cry, cry (for as long as they want, it’s best not to make them feel like there’s a time limit). If you want to scream… well, we’ll have to figure out some solutions for that to not scare the neighbors.

We’re trying to help our children understand that you generally can’t get much accomplished while you’re upset or angry. Those feels are valid, and we’ll do our best to validate them, but when we’ve gotten past the initial emotions and can better process what we’re experiencing, we’re much more effective.

This one is a work in progress.

7. We don’t speak about people’s bodies.

Never! It doesn’t matter what the reason is, there will never be a good one to comment on another person’s body unless you were asked, are flirting with your partner/spouse, or you’re a medical professional.

Kids don’t tend to realize they are being inappropriate when they ask “what’s wrong with their face?” or “why is their belly so big?”

Yes, those are really questions my son has asked. Thankfully, the people were not in earshot to hear them.

We want our children to understand respecting their bodies and respecting others. We work hard to ensure our children understand safe physical touch and appropriate affection in general.

Setting this boundary helps limit negative associations with different body types.

8. I like everything you do…

This one definitely needs context. We obviously don’t like negative behaviors.

This one is typically used in response to “Do you like it?”

The actual phrase varies. Sometimes I say, “my answer will always be yes.” Then I’ll follow it up with something like, “tell me about your picture,” “what’s your favorite part of what you created,” or “Wow! You worked so hard on that!”

We don’t want our children focusing on the opinions of others. While we know it’s natural for children to seek validation from their parents, we want them to understand that we are their biggest fans and will love anything and everything. We want them to focus on internal validation and believing that they are amazing regardless of anyone else’s opinions. I mean, who are parents to judge the quality of a child’s artwork or something they created. They aren’t doing it for validation, they’re doing it because it’s fun.

9. Please ask before hugging.

Personal boundaries are huge. If children don’t understand that people aren’t allowed to touch them without their permission, then that raises the risk of them experiencing abuse. Like I mentioned earlier, it’s important for children to understand healthy affection, and even people that love you, and will likely always want to hug you, still need to be asked first.

10. You can be mad, you don’t get to be disrespectful.

We try to validate our kids when they’re upset. The problem becomes when they start calling people names, being aggressive, or crossing boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed.

I’ll give you a scenario of how this plays out.

One kid does something that bothers another. The kid who is bothered says: “You’re stupid/annoying/mean.” Then the kid who was doing the bothering escalates, starts name calling as well, or the tattling begins.

If one of the kids was in fact doing something that would warrant redirecting, we tend to start there. Then we turn back to the kid who was offended and help them learn healthier methods for addressing their problems.

It’s also common when kids are told no or don’t get something they want for them to start name calling, yelling, or something of the sort.

So, these things tend to lead towards the parenting phrase.

Healthy communication is important. We tell them all the time that yelling or hurt in someone will never help them accomplish their needs the way they want.

This one is also a work in progress.

11. Focus on yourself…

Goodness. These children be ratting their siblings out so fast. They are quick to be like “why does he/she get to do that” before we even have the chance to address the other child. This is similar to “please don’t speak for your siblings,” but is more geared towards them, honestly, just minding their own business.

12. Let me be the parent, please…

This is a cousin to number 11 and number 5. The kids will constantly tell the others what to do. We are fairly decent parents. I’d even go so far as to say amazing parents, but I’m biased, so you don’t have to agree. Either way, we work hard to make sure our kids never have to be responsible for their siblings. We will do everything possible to make sure our children don’t feel parentified.

I don’t even believe in siblings babysitting if there’s an age gap. It’s not their responsibility. I understand not everyone has that luxury, but it’s our personal choice. You gotta do what works for you and your family!

13. If you can’t say it loud, it doesn’t need to be whispered.

This is a newer one. The kids have started learning to be sneakier about their rudeness. They will whisper rude comments to the other and act like we can’t hear their whispers.

This is also another way to prevent potential abuse. If you can’t say something with your whole chest, you don’t need to be saying it.

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This is one of my favorite blogs I’ve written. I love talking about creative ways to help children grow and thrive.

The only other comment I’ll make about these, outside of my earlier disclaimers, is that you have to support your phrases with evidence. If you say it, you have to do it, mean it, and/or maintain the phrase consistently. If your kids don’t believe you, because you’re inconsistent with follow through, then it won’t matter what you say to them.

We tell our kids all the time, words are important. They have the potential to do so much good but also can cause so much harm. If you don’t back your words up with evidence or a change in behavior, they really mean nothing.

Parenting is the craziest adventure we’ve been on. We’re learning, adjusting, and straight winging it. I imagine many parents feel the same way. Do the best you can! What works for some may not work for others. You have to figure out what works for you and your kids.

If you read this far, thank you! I hope you found something helpful! If not, that’s okay too! I love healthy debate and conversation. I’m all for hearing alternative advice, research, or helpful information to help my children if others want to share.

If you needed a reminder, I figured I’d throw one in here. You are worthy of love and kindness simply because you exist. You’re doing great! (If you’re being racist, homophobic, etc., you’re not doing great. Do better!)

Bucket List #60

Bucket List Item Number 60: “Get to a point with my health where I don’t think constantly about losing weight.”

Y’all.

Did I do it?

Can I mark off number 60 from my bucket list?

Help me decide.

In a class I took while in grad school, I remember doing a presentation about art therapy. Part of the assignment was to make the presentation interactive. I bought sketch pads for everyone and led an activity.

I asked everyone to draw the part of their body they feel most insecure about. For the example, I had drawn a picture of my side profile. For as long as I can remember, I have gotten dressed and then turned to the side in a mirror to see if I look fat or not.

My main concern has always been my stomach. Does it stick out to far over my jeans? Can you see multiple rolls through the outfit? How fat do I appear to be to others?

So, in the sketch pad, I drew a picture of my stomach sticking far out from a side profile. I also drew my nose sticking out and my butt. I had a few insecurities to give examples.

Then, I asked everyone to write down comments they have said about their bodies or someone has said to them about their bodies.

Throughout this activity I helped them through a reframing process. Basically, the way we look has no relation to the amount of worth we have. We are amazing simply because we exist. I couldn’t go too in depth about art therapy practices, but an example of an activity one can do through art therapy is drawing a portrait of how they see themselves using positive thoughts. There are any number of ways to use art therapy to build positive self worth.

I bring all this up to say that I have not taken my own or helpful evidence based research’s advice and valued myself simply for existing. I’ve worried about how I look for as long as I can remember. I’ve thought about losing weight everyday for most of my life. I’ve always felt like I wasn’t good enough because I’m larger than medical professionals and society think I should be.

When I wrote number 60 on my bucket list, I didn’t think I would be able to consider marking it off within a number of years, let alone less than one since I wrote it.

Here I am, nine months after adding it to the list thinking I may be able to mark it off.

Why am I uncertain? I made the list. I should know what qualifies me to mark it off or not.

Well, I guess it’s because it’s been such a short time that I haven’t thought about losing weight.

This past week, before writing these words, was the first week I have no memory of turning to the side and wondering if I look fat or not. The only time I remember turning to the side was because I saw my butt in an outfit and stepped back to admire how awesome my butt looked that day.

I realized this in the bathroom the other night. I had been feeling a little bloated (my period was about to start) and I went to check my weight just out of curiosity. Then I stopped before I even got on the scale as I realized I did not care one bit what it said. There were no emotions that I normally experience when getting on the scale. I wasn’t terrified that I had gained a bunch of weight even though I was feeling a little heavier because of the bloating. I wasn’t feeling hopeful that I had lost weight. I genuinely didn’t even know why I got on the scale.

It felt so freeing. I then realized I hadn’t even really looked at myself in the mirror or worried at all about if I looked good enough to exist in the world once that past week.

So, is a week enough to mark this off?

I don’t know.

I know I’m going to have hard days. I know I’m going to have days where I get upset because an outfit doesn’t fit how I want it to fit. However, am I past the constant thoughts about my weight?

I really don’t know. I’d like to think so. A few here and there is better than doubting myself every single day, multiple times a day. I think I’ll take it.

How did I get here?

I’m honestly not really sure.

I’ve been to therapy in the past and this was something I spoke about. It didn’t seem to help. I’ve dated decently attractive people. That didn’t seem to matter. I am an educated person and know the value of reframing thought processes. I continued to not do that when I needed to despite helping others succeed at it.

I have done a lot of work this past year to try to value myself. I’ve been writing more. I’ve been attempting to find joy and keep track of it. I’ve been being vulnerable and posting pictures of myself I’d normally hide because I didn’t look perfect. I’ve tried to be kind to myself and think about whether I would want my children to say the things I say to myself to themselves.

I’ve said something similar to this next sentence somewhere, but I can’t remember where. Regardless, It also doesn’t hurt that my husband is a genuine King. That man treats me like a Queen! It doesn’t matter what I do, that man is licking his lips as if I were made of the most delicate treat and he can’t wait to take a bite. He’s so genuine in his love. I’ve never once doubted myself around him and that’s not normal for relationships I’ve experienced. Everyone I’ve been with in the past has had something to say about my body that wasn’t kind, even if they tried to pass it off as being helpful. My husband’s love for me, in any capacity, is clear in his eyes and his actions. It has definitely helped with my perception of myself, but it’s not been the only thing that has needed to change.

The fact is, if you don’t love yourself, it won’t matter what someone else says, you’ll doubt yourself. I know I’m not perfect, and I will have days where I don’t like the way I look again. However, right now, I’m grateful that I can’t even name the day I last had a negative thought about my body.

I don’t have a cure all. I don’t have a step by step plan to offer anyone that is struggling with body image and self worth. I truly wish I did. I wish I could connect everyone to a love like my husband. All I can say is to keep trying to figure out what works for you. Do the things that bring you joy. Try to remember that regardless of what you look like, you’re still worthy of loving yourself. You deserve a great love. Find people that speak light into your life and don’t cut you down with backhanded compliments. If you don’t have that support yet, you haven’t been able to convince your brain to talk kind to yourself, or just need a positive word of encouragement, that’s what I’m here for!

Being a human is hard! Be kind to yourself!

Nonsense

I got my first hate comment about my content the other day. It didn’t come in the way I assumed my first hate comment would, but it made me think about writing another blog. I tend to process things through writing and this felt like a great way to process some thoughts I’ve been having.

So…

The other day, my husband said something that bothered me. In a moment of frustration, I may have been saying things that were outside of my character about people that I’m not the biggest fan of. My darling sweet husband reminded me that the best plan of action is to love them like Jesus. I fired back with, “I’m not freaking Jesus!”

I chilled out and generally agreed, but truly, I’m not freaking Jesus. I don’t know how to respond to hate without letting it fester inside my body and have my anxiety take hold of it. I try to think of how to manage it, but sometimes I just want to lash out and treat people how they treat me. I tend to turn to words. I journal. I write a blog. I write whatever it is that will help me process what is bothering me.

As I drove to work, the morning I started writing these words, I had the following thought:

It doesn’t matter if you’re literally Jesus, people will still find something to hate about you.

You can be so kind, and people will say you’re so mean. You can help everyone you come across, and people will say it’s not enough. You can put out content with the intent of helping others manage their mental health, or simply just to put a little joy out in the world, and people will still call it “nonsense.”

I’ve wished and prayed that I could be less empathetic. I’ve wished and prayed that I could be as mean as people have been to me. I’ve wished and prayed that I could get rid of my intuition and perceptive abilities. I get frustrated and angry that people have treated me and the people I care about in such disgusting, hateful, and plain evil ways, and I simply can’t muster to respond back in the same way.

What I find to be nonsense is that I’d ever want to be anything like these types of people. Why would I ever want to have such painful emotions or feelings living in my body? Why would I want to hurt people? Why would I want to have a type of brain that functions in such deplorable ways? That’s nonsense.

I feel everything so deeply. I can see the hurt in people’s bodies the second I look into their eyes. My mind immediately sees the good in people and assumes any bad is coming from trauma and/or ignorance. I want to pour out love to every single person I come in contact with. My body naturally seeks joy and seeks to spread joy to others. It’s my homeostasis state.

Life has a way of trying to suck the good right out of you. When you think you’re past the point in your life where you’ve experienced your darkest thoughts, something comes in to try and suck you back in that direction.

Society in general causes so much suffering and my brain can’t fathom the hate that people spread. Experiencing hate from people that you have to interact with, that aren’t politicians you can separate yourself from, is an experience that takes a lot of strength.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m strong. My brain is neurospicy and helps me use my abilities to help my family and I. I can take on a lot and not break.

However, there’s some days where any sense of Jesus, that I try to hold in my body, tries to escape and let the darker thoughts roam free. I consider turning towards manipulation, name calling, and all other forms of inappropriate communication thrown at me.

I’m writing this because I know I’m not Jesus. I’m writing this because I know I struggle. I’m writing this because I know how hard it is to be a human. I’m writing this because I know others likely experience the same internal battles I’m facing.

When people in your life, and society in general, continue to try and tear you down, it’s hard to stand up. It’s hard to not cling to the darkness. It’s hard to choose the path that Jesus likely would. Being a human is so freaking hard!

I don’t know if anyone will get anything out of reading these words, maybe they are all nonsense, but just try to be kind.

Nobody gets anything out of being hateful. The world’s hard enough as it is. We’re already dealing with enough systemic, economic, racial, etc. injustices, you don’t need to add chaos. Treat people how you want to be treated. Treat people how you want your children to be treated. Treat people how you would expect Jesus to be treated.

I know that people won’t always see the good in you. People literally crucified Jesus. Martin Luther King Jr. advocated for peaceful resistance and we know what happened. History has not been kind to those that stand up against evil. I hope anyone reading this will find themselves on the right side of history.

I may not always say or do the right things, but I try my best to put out content that is filled with joy, seeks to help others, and fights injustice. Reading and writing is a form of resistance. It may be nonsense to some, but I promise, it’s light, joy, and love for others.

I love all you beautiful humans, even those that make it difficult to love them. I do what I do to help others, even those who aren’t willing to see it.

Try your best in this inane world! People will do everything they can to make you doubt and question yourself. Seek support, seek healthy relationships, and seek those that are kind! I hope to be that safe place for anyone who needs one!

Not Everything Is About Race

Not everything is about race when you’re White.

Not everything is about race when your race has never impacted you.

Not everything is about race when you haven’t had to worry every day that your race might get you hurt.

Not everything is about race when you haven’t had to explain to your child why they have to act a certain way to remain safe because people target people that look like them.

Not everything is about race when systems haven’t historically been designed to harm you.

Not everything is about race when everyone around you looks just like you and your worldview is limited to those like you.

Not everything is about race when your race isn’t disproportionately represented in systems like the criminal justice system or the foster care system.

Not everything is about race when you don’t have to worry about being traumatized each time you turn on the news because someone that looks like you was targeted in a race based hate crime.

Not everything is about race when most “nude” colored products all match your skin tone.

Not everything is about race when you have always been able to own property without question.

Not everything is about race when no one’s ever followed you because you “look suspicious.”

Not everything is about race when no one’s ever accused you of only achieving something to meet “diversity quotas.”

Not everything is about race when no one’s ever asked you if you’re babysitting your own child because their skin doesn’t look exactly like yours.

Not everything is about race when you don’t ever worry about being the only person that looks like you when you go somewhere.

Not everything is about race when the shows you watch on TV have always had characters that look like you.

Have I made my point?

Stop being racist. Stop pretending that racism doesn’t exist simply because it’s not impacting you.

Racism is rampant in the United States and the people saying “Not everything is about race” are perpetuating it.

Be better. Do better.