Category: About Me

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I Hate The Replay Function In My Brain

It’s 3am. I woke up almost 2 hours ago fretting about a recent social encounter. This is something I’ve commiserated over with many of my introverted or socially anxious peers. How, after some social situations, you have to replay them over and over again – to make sure you really discover and rehash all of the awkward moments you wish you had done differently. It’s the most tell-tale sign of someone with social anxieties. The compulsive replay followed by detailed analysis and self-hatred. Imagine we’re football coaches and we lost a big game. We get the tapes of that game...

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Let’s Talk About Style.

(Does that title make you worry you’re in the wrong place?) I went to Catholic school for 12 years. I wore a uniform every day. The non-uniform clothes I owned were minimal as I was raised by a man who felt like clothing was a necessity and therefore you should only own what you needed. I used to get picked on at my summer day care because I didn’t have enough clothes to vary my wardrobe for five days a week. I always had to repeat something at least once. And when I tried to get Dad to buy me...

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You Can Not “Stalk” Your Facebook Friends!

Oddly, one of my favorite compliments in the world has always been, “I read your blog. I love it.” Lately, an offshoot of that compliment is also, “I love your Facebook posts,” or “I love your Instagram photos,” or “OMG! YOUR TUMBLR PAGE LOOKS LIKE MINE!” It’s all just nice compliments about the content I put out in the wild. The problem is, at least for people to whom the whole “Social Networking” is the first time they’ve ever “read” other people’s words, a lot of them will apologize after they compliment me. “I guess I’m kinda stalking your Facebook...

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Social Anxieties in the Virtual World

Guys. GUYS. I so wish I had your phone numbers sometimes so I could text you when I’m having my anxiety episodes since SO MANY of you guys do the same thing. Instead, I suffer/panic on my own and save it all up for a blog entry where we can all laugh at each other after the fact. (True Story: I typed “after the face” originally which made me giggle.) Okay. So I talk about our We Run Huntsville group around here all the time. It’s basically a simple Facebook Community started by the same person who takes all the...

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Zoot’s Zoo

As all of my kids get older I have stopped documenting their lives as much over here on this blog. Partly because I never want them to HATE this place, and partly because I have a lot more going on now, outside of being a Mom, which is much easier to write about. But a side effect of this, and seemingly of my own recent hatred of my face/body, I HAVE BEEN TAKING A HELL OF A LOT OF PET PHOTOS. I am that woman, now. Who posts crappy blurry cell phone photos of her kids on Facebook, but breaks...