Gotta glow up the poor man’s way. — I’m not going to lie. The cheap mofo that I am spent a little too much in May. I used my breakup as an excuse for splurges to make myself feel better. …

It clings to me like glue. — The funny thing with a glow up of the mental variety is how I’m often in a state of paralysis. Since my teens, I’ve had disordered eating. I had a solid decade of anorexia and bulimia. When I’m 99lbs, I curse myself for not being 96lbs. …

It’s downright obnoxious. — Morphing from a Married Woman to a Single Girl is an eye-opener. Consider this my open apology to anyone I said dumb shit to when I was still hitched. Every resource on earth says to get over a breakup, one must learn why there is a source of pain (uh…

Everyone else is worthy except me. — I wrote this entry but never published it. I’m in a better headspace in the few short weeks since I penned it. …

Some steps forward, some back, but always forward again. — I took a mental health day today. I took a mental health day despite having a four-day weekend. There were so many things I wanted to do but didn’t get around to doing (plus the limitations of businesses being closed). …

If it were easy, everyone would do it. — Is there a 12-step program for overhauling your life, otherwise known as a Glow Up? Somewhere in the process it goes from “fuck, yeah!” to “I’m going to eat a large bag of chips and worry about this tomorrow”. Today was the latter. Specifically, two party-sized bags of barbecue chips…

Divorce makes me feel like a part-time caretaker — The thing with throwing a bomb on your life via divorce is that rebuilding means picking up shattered pieces and analyzing them before deciding where they go. I’ve learned more about myself through my divorce and life after than I ever did in years of contemplation, self-help books, and therapy…

It’s not all sunshine and roses. — A week ago, I decided to punch my woe-is-me mentality in the throat and drastically take charge of my life. The cherry on my depression sundae was the unforeseen breakup with a guy I adored. It wasn’t that things ended…it was how he ended it that gutted my self-worth. …

Let the glow up begin, motherf*ckers! — TikTok told me (because it tells me everything) that on May 14th, Jupiter shifted into Taurus and that’s a good thing for us Leos suffering for the past two years. I don’t know what half of that means but in two years I got divorced, bought a house, survived on…