… The Act of Being Whoremotional

Day 5 February 11, 2009

As far as Day 4 is concerned, this whole keeping a journal thing is pretty nice. Obviously having the blog is great too! But in my journal I get to put it all out on the table. I have had a journal before, but I forgot how good it is to just put it all out there. I am the kind of person that keeps things pretty much locked up until one day I totally explode. Writing things down in a journal just makes me feel like it has all been said. Having it said then makes me feel like I can then walk away from it and start looking at something else, not just dwelling on my certain feelings about something. I think keeping a journal is something I will keep up with even after these 30 days.

Being Your Own Best Friend

The wise don’t expect to find life worth living, they make it that way.
-Anonymous (more…)


Day 4 February 10, 2009

Day 3 actually went pretty well for me. I stayed away from my personal enemies (at least away from #1 until next weekend, haha) and am on the right track. I went to the mall and got myself some makeup that I have been wanting to try. Not retail therapy, I was very moderate with my new purchase. Trust me I wanted to buy WAY more. I met an elderly neighbors son today and offered assistance if it was needed to check on anything or what not. So, I’m working on the doing good things for myself and others. On to day 4.

Keeping a Journal

All that we are is the result of what we have thought. The mind is everything. What we think, we become.
-Siddhartha Gautama (more…)


Day 3 February 9, 2009

Ooooook, so day 2 didn’t go as smoothly as I would have liked. Ummm.. I kinda went for my own worst enemies #1 and #3. I know, I know, there are rules that I am suppose to be following, but I really didn’t think I was going to go for #3, but #1 took over! And this is not an excuse, but I was not drinking to forget about my ex, even though his name was brought up because I was telling a friend about the most recent events. I did not call him or text him either! Uhhh, does this mean I have to start over?! I hope not. Let’s just move on to day #3.

Your Last Day of Crying and the Rules About Him

When you’re busy fighting alligators, it’s easy to forget you have friends on the shore.
-Pat Love (more…)


Day 2 February 8, 2009

Day 2 of my 30 day heartbreak cure. Quick recap for day one. The whole eating thing didn’t go as great as I thought, but I was also really busy. I didn’t eat all day and then stuffed my face at night and yes there were chocolate covered raisins involved. Did it make me feel better? No, but man they were good! As far as the crying it just come in spurts when I’m alone and of course when the whoremotional music is on. Now onward to Day 2.

More Rules, More Crying

Take away the cause and the effect ceases.
-Miguel De Cervantes



Day One February 7, 2009

Ok, so today is day one of my heartbreak 30 day challenge. I must say that the beginning intro had me at hello. This book is filled with quotes and right off the bat I knew that this was going to be good. In the intro of I wanna hold your hand, there is a quote.

Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional. -Anonymous

Wow. Isn’t that the truth. I guess I never really take the time to stop and think about that though. It’s so simple to realize that we can control the way we deal with things and how we allow ourselves to feel. So far, this book has got me.

So the Intro pretty much just lets however is reading the book, aka muah, that they are not alone. The lady who wrote the book (Catherine Hickland) realizes how important it is to make you feel like you are not alone during this process. I’m not too sure how someone telling me that through a book is working for me, but hey I’m new to this whole self help thing.

The Rules: Cry Yourself a River
On day one, today, I can cry all I want and am able to do so for the next three days. Good thing cause I was showering this morning and wasn’t quite sure what was sprraying more water out, the shower head or me. Though crying is allowed, isolating myself is not. I’m not too big on that anyways, but I tend to be a bit of an eeyore when I’m sad.

I almost stopped in my tracks though, when I say the bold print of No Retail Therapy.Really?! Dammit! (more…)