Category: people-pleasing
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Frustration
Anxiety can’t just tell me I’m disappointing real people. Let’s pile on fictional characters too!
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What’s Next?
I’m learning to choose me. The last year and a half have taught me that choosing me lets me willingly choose others.
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Tattoo Lessons
Getting my first tattoo held benefits I hadn’t expected, but I’m so glad to discover.
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Word of the Year: BOLD
I’m stepping into 2026 with BOLD authenticity and can’t wait to see what’s next.
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Feeling Buried
Life has a tendency to just keep life-ing. I can start to feel on top of things, only to be smacked down by the unexpected. Monkey had a very specific idea in their head about what they wanted to be for Halloween (yes, my teen is very much still into dress up). We went to…
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Showcase Recap
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Saturday, I shared a table at the Garland public library’s author showcase. I prepped/planned for it for more than a week, ordering goodies at the last minute and even making some of my own. This is what I brought: Even with only one book under my belt, my half of the table was packed with…
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Blast off
It’s launch day and I feel wound tighter than a…tightly wound thing. Yep. That’s as coherent as it gets today, folks! I’m an absolute mess. Apparently all of my critics are coming out to play. Do-it-all Debra – “You must do everything! Be ready for any possibility!” Frowning Frank – “You made a mistake and…
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Book Launch and a Chorus of Critics
It’s set. I am launching my book on September 13th. Two weeks after I come back from Ireland. Am I freaking out? You betcha! But I’m doing my best to quiet down my Council of Critics (more on that in a bit). What started as a seed of an idea that I came up with…
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Grilled cheese and anxiety soup
My husband has friends that are extroverts, so he gets invited to things from time to time. He notified me on Friday that he had been invited to an annual Girled Cheese party (long story on the unique name) for the next day. The idea behind the party is that everyone brings a unique grilled…
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Discomfort
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It’s no secret that being seen scares me. I’ve tried my best to be open and honest about it (in as quiet a way as possible) because it makes things a tiny bit easier. When I name my fear, it gives it less power. So that’s what I’m doing today. Naming the fear. Yesterday was…
