Hey there, fellow people pleasers, first of all, how’re you holding up? Doing good? Staying strong? Hyperventilating a little bit because everyone is yelling and fighting about all the things all the time and there is no way to make them all happy, so you feel like your head might spontaneously combust into ten thousand
I’m a lot. I am. I know I am. I’ve always known I am. I get over-the-top excited about mundane things. I get overly-emotional about mundane things as well. I have ten thousand ideas flowing rapidly through my brain at any one point in time. I think fast. I speak fast. I type even faster. I sing at the
You can watch a person. You can see them laugh. You can see them post happy pictures on social media, and be polite, and carry on casual conversations. You can look at a person. You can see their handbag. You can see their clothes, and their hair, and their shoes. But you know what you
You’re going to come in contact with an awful lot of people who are at their absolute breaking point this week. Friends, family, co-workers, teachers, retail workers, nurses. Some will let you in on their struggles, but the majority will nod and carry on and pretend everything is okay. People are overrun with to-do lists.
Me first thing in the morning: Good morning, baby. How did you sleep? Did you have the sweetest dreams? Gosh, I love you so much. Me ten minutes later : Hurry up! I don’t know where your shoes are! They are not my responsibility, but you’d better find them and you’d better find them fast,
Sometimes I feel like I’m not quite cool enough. Sometimes I feel like I’m just not popular enough. Sometimes I feel like I don’t fit in the same way other people do. Sometimes I feel like there is a group who maybe doesn’t really want me there. Sometimes I wonder why I wasn’t invited. Sometimes
I ran across an old boyfriend’s picture today. Not just any ole boyfriend, but the one who broke my heart, the one who shattered it into a million pieces, the one I was certain was “the one.” I prayed for him. I waited for him. I loved him. I cried over him. I lost weight
[Amy Weatherly is a mom to three beautiful children. She writes and shares her thoughts about helping women find fulfillment and freedom. She wants them to know they are loved and worthy. She recently posted ‘This is the face of a momma’ on her Facebook page and instantly connected with moms all over. They sent