Category Archives: introspection

Accidental revelations

Over the course of the last week, my mind had been heavy with the concept of sexuality and my own.  I have often wondered why I am the way I am and why I am not like most when it comes to relationships.

Who do I think I am

This post has been long in the making. I have thought about it a lot since I started this blog. Who am I? What are my core beliefs? If I had to summarize who I think I am and what represents me, what would I say? It’s easy, but tough, because we are complex beings, for the most part. We aren’t black or white, but a myriad of colors that reach across a spectrum.

Missed intentions

People in FB drama groups are weird. Because of my past groups, I’m subjected as a topic of discussion these drama groups, even though I have left any and all groups associated with the topic of the groups I started, and post nothing about it all on my personal FB, it still doesn’t remove meContinue reading “Missed intentions”

Pandemic pessimism

March 13th was the last day I went to an office to work. Since then, I have mostly been at home, attempting to stomach the news of the horrible administration that existed at the start of the pandemic, the world in general, and people overall.

Why so serious?

A while back ago, there was some weird dust up in the online pagan and wiccan communities regarding people who were trying to “hex the fae and /or moon”. They were all upset that “baby witches” were making the gods and fae angry with their antics and then worst of things was going to happen. You know…given the year 2020 was, and they did this in July, who knows. I don’t guess anymore.

Unprotected moments

I try my hardest to not let things drag me down. I try super hard to control my situations that I can control. I have learned how to detatch from those situations that I can’t control and cannot affect to prevent myself from being overrun with anxiety. It is a weird thing for me to do as it has been against the nature of who I have been growing up. I was forever tormented by the “What ifs”. I still am, but I try to shut those things up pretty fast.