• working out white women with green halter top and green leggings stomach showing feeling sexy
    February Photo Fest 2021,  February Photofest 2021,  Self Love

    Working Out or Working it Out

    There are times when my day goes perfectly. I get up, shower, take care of the dog, do some workouts, and get my workday started. This is a good day. They don’t happen often. Most days, I haven’t slept well, struggle through four alarms, thank the universe that I pre-set the coffee, sit at my desk, and try to pretend I’m ready. On these days, which happen more often, I am lucky if I brush my teeth in the morning. I feel better after I work out. Whether it is yoga, or something more intense, I feel good. More importantly, I feel sexy. I have always wished that I was…

  • Time alone. Beige square background white words highlighted in purple quote by Oscar Wilde words all in caps
    January Jumpstart,  Self Love

    Time Alone

    Time alone has always been in a love-hate relationship with me. I way “with me” because I feel like it is an unhealthy relationship sometimes. I feel it is a healthy relationship other times. Knowing the difference has been key in accepting alone time. I enjoy being alone. I enjoy watching TV or reading. I like the downtime when I do not feel like I have to do something. Then again, I always feel like I should be doing something other than sitting. I try to give myself a break and tell myself that I am busy, and if I take some time to settle, that is ok. This kind…

  • February Photofest 2020,  February Photofest 2020,  Memes and Things

    Day 17 – Alone Time

    There was a time when my alone time consisted of unhealthy foods and maybe even some alcohol.  Mostly unhealthy foods and soda.  Over the past three years, I have learned and worked on creating new ways to have alone time that are healthy and more emotionally supportive.  I have also found ways to relieve my emotions that won’t eventually come back to cause me more stress than the original stressor.  Alone time never use to be a good thing for me.  It was too quiet, gave me too much time think with little time to sort my thoughts around the voices that told me I wasn’t good enough. I still…