You guys voted on the next topic, so here we go. Let’s talk about my experience with body image and self love. Wow, so where do I start? When I think about my journey, after awhile it just becomes a whole clusterfuck , so just bare with me while I take you guys on this ride from the past to the present. Before I start I’m warning y’all now to get some tissues ready because things are about to get real up in here okay? Okay, well then let’s begin. Invisible. That seems to be the word I keep bringing … Continue reading Why The Concept of Body Goals is Trash.
Life. Life was never planned out the way I wanted it to be. In fact, I would of never thought in a million years that I would be where I am today sharing my experience with mental illness with you all. You see, I could start this blog post by telling you guys that I was always this confident when it came to admitting that I had a mental illness but that would be complete BULLSHIT! Actually, lets all laugh together guys! To be honest, I have felt so embarrassed for a long time which kept me in deep denial. … Continue reading Coming To Terms With My Mental Illness.
Available. That’s my middle name. If my phone is ringing, I always pick up on the first ring. Someone texts me, I always stop right away to text them back. Need support? I am coming right away! I’ll arrive with a big smile on my face and my signature bubbly personality. But, the truth is I despised being constantly available for people. I fucking hated it. I will try to be there for people if they need to talk, please understand that. But something like phone conversations is always forced, and when I am finally off the phone I am … Continue reading It’s Not You, It’s Me
Walls. I live in them, I hate them but the harsh reality is that I created them. Those walls weren’t always there though. I used to be a bubbly, friendly and the outgoing friend who was always laughing and full of life. I was your go-to friend. Want to party? I am your girl! Get wasted on a Monday night? I am your girl! Or you just need someone to call or to vent to for advice? I am your girl! I was always ready for any and everything! But, life started to hit and situations started to transpire. I … Continue reading To all the friends I’ve lost, don’t take it personal.
Ronide (Row-NEED). That’s my name. When I was young, my mother told me that my name was originally supposed to be Meagan, But my father, Ronald, came in last minute to change it to Ronide so it could resemble his. I was told that the disagreement over my name was a clash between my mothers’ family and my father. As a young child I thought that story was so captivating! The thought of two factions waging verbal warfare over a newborn felt historical. But now looking back and thinking about it, it actually made no sense. In fact, that story … Continue reading WTF Is a Ronide?
OK, I am on to my second blog and I have to admit that I am pretty anxious. There is so much pressure (I am literally shaking right now as we speak) because for apparently no reason whatsoever, I have the whole weight of the world on my shoulders. To be honest, anything I start I simply don’t finish mainly out of fear. Lex: That’s because you suck, you suck at everything Fear that if I try my hardest and I don’t succeedin something as simple as this, I feel like the ultimate failure. Lex: That’s because you are a … Continue reading Can I Be Real For a Minute?
Wow Okay, so here we go. After procrastinating, psyching myself out and hesitation for over a year, I am finally going to do this. I am going to start my blog. I have been apprehensive about this for a while and now here we are. At Starbucks, with my laptop and I’m ready to go! Okay so, where do I start? What do I talk about? What can’t I talk about? Am I talking too much? Will people even read my shit? Wait, should I order something… just feels weird that I’m sitting here without paying for anything. Wait am … Continue reading Her Name Is Alexa