The other day I saw a tweet that stuck with me so hard, I had to just get some thoughts down about it: Whewweeee. There has been a lot since my trip to LA (life-changing) that has been a sort of urging from the universe that I have to, in a sense, get my shit…
Tag: stress
pillow talk
I was all set to write a cute lil’ blog about a new woo-woo thing I found, and it was supposed to be upbeat but I’m so depressed today (Sunday), I can barely function. And as is usually the case when one is this way, I have no time for it. Also, though, I ask…
Mask On, Mask Off
I love wearing a mask. Is it because it covers my jawline acne? Maybe! But also, it feels like a Thunder Shirt for my face. A longtime sufferer of social anxiety, partly because I’ve been told since I was little that I “hide nothing” with my expressions, mandatory masks, in a weird twist, make me feel…
What the Hell is On My Face? 