disney princess wannabe

The time has come.. for awhile now, I have been umming and ahhing over whether or not to move, as this blog simply holds too many bad memories for me to continue. I think a fresh start is exactly what I need to allow myself to keep on moving forwards, and what better time to move on than near the start of a new year, with my last therapy session under my belt and a whole year to make things better for myself? 

The time has come.. for awhile now, I have been umming and ahhing over whether or not to move, as this blog simply holds too many bad memories for me to continue. I think a fresh start is exactly what I need to allow myself to keep on moving forwards, and what better time to move on than near the start of a new year, with my last therapy session under my belt and a whole year to make things better for myself? 

The time has come.. for awhile now, I have been umming and ahhing over whether or not to move, as this blog simply holds too many bad memories for me to continue. I think a fresh start is exactly what I need to allow myself to keep on moving forwards, and what better time to move on than near the start of a new year, with my last therapy session under my belt and a whole year to make things better for myself? 

The time has come.. for awhile now, I have been umming and ahhing over whether or not to move, as this blog simply holds too many bad memories for me to continue. I think a fresh start is exactly what I need to allow myself to keep on moving forwards, and what better time to move on than near the start of a new year, with my last therapy session under my belt and a whole year to make things better for myself? 

The time has come.. for awhile now, I have been umming and ahhing over whether or not to move, as this blog simply holds too many bad memories for me to continue. I think a fresh start is exactly what I need to allow myself to keep on moving forwards, and what better time to move on than near the start of a new year, with my last therapy session under my belt and a whole year to make things better for myself? 

The time has come.. for awhile now, I have been umming and ahhing over whether or not to move, as this blog simply holds too many bad memories for me to continue. I think a fresh start is exactly what I need to allow myself to keep on moving forwards, and what better time to move on than near the start of a new year, with my last therapy session under my belt and a whole year to make things better for myself? 

when someone’s headcanons are so out of character they got you making this face at your screen

People call valid criticisms “kink shaming” but “kinks” don’t exist in a vacuum, and nobody is systemically marginalized for them.

My favorite thing are all the “post buster” comments on this post. A couple made from blog titles with “anti feminist” in them or icons of my little ponies.

Mee hee hee you go girl.

Hang on guys, I got this

Me: “How can I help you today, ma'am?” Client: “Is e-mail internet”? Me: “I beg your pardon?” Client: “Is e-mail on the internet? I have no internet, can I still read my e-mail?” Me: “Well yes, you must be able to get online to view your e-mail.” Client: “Oh, dear. I can’t see my e-mail.” Me: “Well, let’s see. Can you open up Internet Explorer for me and tell me what you see?” Client: “Open what?” Me: “Your browser, can you open up your browser?” Client: “My…my…?” Me: “What you click on when you want to browse the internet?” Client: “I don’t use anything, I just turn my computer on, and it’s there.” Me: “Okay. Do you see the little blue ‘e’ icon on your desktop?” Client: “You mean I have to start writing letters again?” Me: “I’m…what, I’m sorry?” Client: “I don’t have any pens at my desk. I just want my e-mail again.” Me: “No, ma'am, your desktop, on your computer screen. Can you click on the little blue ‘e’ on your computer screen for me?” Client: “Oh, this is too much work. I’m too upset. Just send me my e-mail. Can’t you send me my e-mail?” Me: “We…okay, ma'am. Can you tell me what color the lights are on your router right now?” Client: “My what?” Me: “The little box with green or possibly a couple of red lights on it right now - it’s most likely near your computer?”

Why "The Hunger Games" matter.