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Tag Archives: self-image
Next month is my birthday. I have about 6 weeks of being 36 left. I’m told I look younger. This is good news, I like it. Truth be told, I really don’t care about looking “36”. Not yet. I probably will. Likely when it starts to show. When I’m 42. Heh, heh. But you know what? I’ve worked for [...]
Funny how we get so hung up on our hang-ups we sometimes don’t even notice when they’ve disappeared.* I was fucking floored Thursday night when I realized the varicose veins I’d been loathing for the last year had suddenly vanished in the last couple months, thanks to my awesome new fitness regime. Poof, gone. Ironically, I’d [...]
I got an email last night that made me ecstatic. A reader wrote to let me know that I’ve played a big part in her rediscovering her self-worth after an emotionally abusive and cruel relationship (because he was an abuser, honey, and don’t ever think less of him). These kinds of emails make me feel [...]