… The Act of Being Whoremotional

Day 6 February 12, 2009

Day 5 went well. I am still staying away fom my worst enemies. I have been going to the gym and not going crazy on comfort food, but if someone could get rid of all the cookies in the world that would be great. Thanks (in advance)! I have not been able to be so great in my journal, but I will definitely make up for it. On to Day 6.

Manifesting Your Beautiful Life

Don’t let other people tell you what you want.
-Pat Riley (more…)


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



Self Inflicted Open Heart Surgery February 6, 2009

The headline couldn’t explain it better. So, recently my history has been back to open up old wounds. My last relationship which was a very long and drawn out one ended almost a year ago. I have moved on with my life and gone through everything in between. About a week ago, I decided to crash out early one night. I was awoken by my phone ringing with a very familiar number on it, but no name. I tiredly picked up the phone and it was my ex. Apparently he had been doing some drinking and thinking. The only thing I was thinking was where his girlfriend was while he was calling me. He instantly went into’ I really care about you” mode with the” are you ok’s” and “how have you been’s”. Of course I asked the same. We started chatting it up about old times of course and then he threw a curve ball at me. He told me that he still loved me very much, was in love with me and was ready to do whatever it takes to get me back. Are you still standing? Cause I wasn’t! (more…)