This was a question asked on a survey I was taking for a friends graduate class assignment earlier this week. At first I scoffed at the question and passed it up to answer the other nine below it, but as I came back to it, I started to really ponder on it.
What do I want my tombstone to say when I am gone from this earth. When friends, family, and strangers celebrate my life after it is over, what do I want them to remember about me? Continue reading →
I am such a screw up. I am fat. I am lazy. I am ugly. I am worthless.
The past few weeks, I have struggled with just this thing. While I have accomplished some amazingly wonderful feats, the past few weeks I have felt so unworthy, unloved, and unappreciated. Continue reading →