I don't know about anyone else, but I'm hard on myself. Hard? Pfffft; more like downright BRUTAL At some point in my life, I decided that if I'M meaner to me than anyone else, their words won't hurt as much. Instead of talking myself UP, I've been talking myself down. In a way, I'm mentally abusing MYSELF. That is SO jacked up. Who else is a self-abuser??

By my recent blogs, you may have surmised that I will soon have the displeasure of being in the presence of Satan, er, BioHo. Yippee.

Over the years (yesterday marked my 7 year anniversary of joining STalk!), I have often been advised "Don't Go" to any events where the noxious (and obnoxious) 'Ho is in attendence. And part of me wanted to do exactly that to avoid her toxicity and BS.

Men are welcome to comment, too! This is more of a blog to remind myself that I made the choice to learn and grow during the chaos. It's been a bit of a rollercoaster ride and I haven't always been successful, but I've definitely come out on top. 

We've been dealing with the stress and strain of the pandemic/quarantine for over a year now. Some areas have opened up and are going full speed ahead while others continue to have restrictions and closed/limited access. And while things ARE moving forward, we have experienced loss - jobs, businesses, loved ones. 

Happy hump day, STalkers! The title says Women, but Men are welcome, too.

Life seems to be chaos with no clear end in sight, so I've been stepping back more from the ugliness to seek peace and beauty.

I stumbled across a quote by Omar Khayyam that was (to me) profound and lovely and wanted to share it with you...

Happy Hump Day, STalkers! Sorry this is so late in the day, but I'm trying to not overdo things on the computer screen (and still using JAWS part-time).

The world continues to be a cross between an apocalyptic nightmare and an introvert's dream.

What are you doing to take care of YOU? I have been:

It's been quite awhile since I've done one of these. A dear friend called me, overwhelmed and crying, and is the catalyst for this.

What the HELL is wrong with people that they feel the perverse need to tear someone down at a low (quite possibly the lowest) point in her life?? When someone is wounded and vulnerable, there are sick individuals who jumnp right in, say THE worst thing, stick in the knives, and twist with all they've got. Here are a couple examples...

Happy Hump Day, STalkers! Many of us are halfway through the work week and on the downhill slide to the weekend. Woo hoo!!!

Ladies, why do you suffer for fashion? WHY?! What is it about a fashion trend that makes you willing to be uncomfortable, in pain, or even not looking your best? Fashion trends are typically for a SMALL group of people and chances are usually pretty good that YOU are not part of that group.

Good morning, STalkers! Are you suffering and SAD? Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) is a type of depression that comes and goes with the seasons. For many, it typically starts in late Fall and early Winter.and goes away in Spring or Summer. I'm one of the weird ones - I suffer from SAD in the Summer and come alive in Winter.

Signs and symptoms of SAD may include:

You and Jane are going out for the evening. Jane asks you to help her choose an outfit. She puts on a dress that is pretty, but absolutely HIDEOUS on Jane. “How do I look, Aniki?”

Evil Aniki thinks, “Jane, you look like a stack of tires and that color make you look like you’re about to barf.”

Is size important to you?

Most of us carry a purse. What size do you prefer? A small one that holds only the necessities? Medium, because you need more room? Large, so you can throw in a book? Extra-large because you carry your nice shoes for work? Or are you toting a shoulder suitcase?