We are knee-deep in spring, and I’m a bit late at doing some spring cleaning, both physically and mentally.
Category Archives: personal history
My Ghost Stories
Recently, I’ve been listening to paranormal type podcasts, and they bring up a number of things that I am super interested in or have had a interest in.
The Thing of Dreams
Yesterday, my friend was talking about my Scorpio nature, stating that I was “loving and sweet” until I was not. LOL The irony was that he said this after hearing about the dreams I had while growing up.
Post Covid Reflection
Unlike everyone else who was bemoaning lockdown, not being able to get out, do things, see people, etc., I was actually happy in my solitude. I had my kids at home at the start, but aside from them, I was content, ridding myself of the extreme burnout symptoms and finding ways to mentally heal.
Thoughts on Kindred Spirits
For those who don’t know, I grew up in a haunted house. In many ways, I think it existed on a spiritual crossroads as we would have strange visitors and the same old haunts.
Do you think manifesting is something everyone can do?
Do you think some people just have the natural skill to manifest things?
My niece and her husband came up to visit me for the weekend. It was a wonderful time. I was there when my niece was born, and I have tried to be there for her through everything that life brought to both of us. We both have had to deal with the extreme mental dysfunction of our families, so we have a lot that we can relate to each other.
Admission is the First Step
So here’s something that isn’t talked about, but something I deal with and have, every day of my life. It is something most people don’t consider almost ever.
My sister started following Roger’s Instagram.
This sounds like a total non-event. Like, family members should support your endeavors, even the silly ones that have no impact. So it should seem perfectly normal that a family member is following my ridiculously handsome cat’s Insta.
The Lasting Effects of Bullies
I woke up Saturday morning, feeling angry at someone who has not been a relevant part of my life since 2018. I hate it when something from my past comes and invokes all the old feelings I had back then. It says to me that I haven’t allowed myself to close that chapter in my life and I really need to because there won’t be any secure form of closure.