beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com
Blogging Becky: March 2015
http://beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com/2015_03_01_archive.html
Monday, March 30, 2015. The incredible heaviness of being. It makes every cell in your body, heavy. It makes gravity push on you so hard that you can hardly move. Every movement takes an effort and you wonder if moving is worth it. I miss running and I miss cartwheels. I'm not sure why I'm so heavy right now. I am so unaccustomed to being loved,. You'd think that I'd be jumping for joy. I sort of had a feeling that it would be like this. I think of this line in a song, all the time:. For so long,. But no...
beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com
Blogging Becky: February 2015
http://beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com/2015_02_01_archive.html
Friday, February 27, 2015. Yesterday was a big anxiety day. But after turning in some resumes. And wandering around some stores,. I got a thought in my head. I thought I should find a book to read. And once the thought was in my head,. I couldn't get it out. I thought I would go the Mormon thrift store. And buy a book. I tried to tell myself to go to a different store. To find a book,. But the thought wouldn't leave my mind,. That there was a book waiting for me. At the Mormon thrift store. As it seems t...
beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com
Blogging Becky: Pieces of agony.
http://beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com/2015/05/pieces-of-agony.html
Wednesday, May 20, 2015. I miss my children. My ex-husband is very secretive. About what goes on in his house,. We share five living children. And one who is dead. I lived with him for 18 years. No one has to tell me. Not that I'm much interested. I know the karma train is rolling along,. My agony came in storms. My misfortune came in piles upon piles. I believe in magic. And I believe in justice. Sometimes it takes time,. But I do believe that everyone eventually. Gets what they deserve. It was too hard.
beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com
Blogging Becky: October 2014
http://beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com/2014_10_01_archive.html
Thursday, October 23, 2014. Everybody's perfect. To somebody. These people are perfect to me. I hate being sexy. Blogging has been my way of communicating with the world,. And sometimes it has gotten me in trouble. Like when a coworker found it and since I had said. I was okay with the old fellas blowing me kisses,. He thought he could do it too,. While his girlfriend, another coworker,. Stood around the corner. I called him out on my blog and he didn't like it. Another blog got found by a coworker,.
beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com
Blogging Becky: April 2015
http://beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com/2015_04_01_archive.html
Monday, April 27, 2015. Life in a vacuum. I've said it before,. That I don't make loud proclamations anymore. About how I'm healed and better and stronger now,. Because every time I did that in the past,. As it turns out,. Healing and growth don't come in like that. They don't come in with a parade. They stroll in quietly and take a seat. Jeanette once told me that I was rebirthing myself perfectly. If you've ever given birth,. You realize that birthing a human being is one of the most. I guess I must be,.
beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com
Blogging Becky: Right or happy.
http://beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com/2015/04/right-or-happy.html
Wednesday, April 15, 2015. So many people are spending their whole lives. Trying to figure out how they are right, better, smarter, than other people. But I'll choose happiness. And when they try to put me beneath them,. I will try to keep in mind that that is because of their unhappiness. And insecurities.. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Humans of New York. My mother fucked Mick Jagger. A Beautiful Mess Inside™. Www995theriver.com (Randy McCarten). Hiking the hudson valley for fatasses.
beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com
Blogging Becky: May 2015
http://beckyblogssaugerties.blogspot.com/2015_05_01_archive.html
Wednesday, May 20, 2015. I miss my children. My ex-husband is very secretive. About what goes on in his house,. We share five living children. And one who is dead. I lived with him for 18 years. No one has to tell me. Not that I'm much interested. I know the karma train is rolling along,. My agony came in storms. My misfortune came in piles upon piles. I believe in magic. And I believe in justice. Sometimes it takes time,. But I do believe that everyone eventually. Gets what they deserve. It was too hard.
SOCIAL ENGAGEMENT