#TellMyTruth3

Today I moved back home with my mother. And I have been experiencing a flood  of emotions all day. On the one hand, I am thankful that I have a place to move back to (not the most grammatically correct sentence, but you get the point). When my finances went awry due to the accident … More #TellMyTruth3

You could complain…

It’s Friday. Whatever semblance of patience that you had disappeared by Wednesday morning. Yet here it is Friday afternoon and you are trying to find the strength to last the rest of the day. The same colleagues that worked your last good nerve on Monday have returned with their unsolicited encore performances today. When you look … More You could complain…

Unlikely help…

I never used to ask for help. I was the type of person who could be stranded on the side of the road and I would sit there frustrated before I ever asked someone to help me. I mean, if someone offered, I would take the help, but I would never ask. In fact, that … More Unlikely help…

In My Dreams…

It’s Monday morning. You’ve been at work for not even 1hr and already the place is falling apart.  The phone is ringing nonstop, customers/clients/consumers are already complaining, and your colleagues make you wish you had a lock on your office door and an off switch for your ears…or their mouths. If one more person asks … More In My Dreams…