Here we are… In 2019. It’s hard for me to break down what I’ve been through these last couple of years. Not because I don’t remember what’s happened or I’m afraid to talk about it – but I don’t think the English dictionary has words that can explain it. For you to understand. Generalized Anxiety Disorder, losing my sister and best friend, heart failure, CMV, medications, trichotillomania, and depression. Despite all the negatives, I love myself now more than you’ll ever know.
One of my biggest fears has successfully become my reality. I knew about the possibilities and this was always an acronym that was talked about amongst the doctor visits and kitchen counter top – CMV. How to prevent it, the risks, and all other things involving this disgusting inconvenience were things I knew. But here’s the thing… I never planned for this. CMV never made it to my nightly routine or next Saturday’s plans. How do you even plan for something so uncomfortable? It’s like knowing your destination but referencing a roadmap that doesn’t make sense. CMV was indeed distant cousins to transplant rejection and best friends with misery.
Happy Tuesday! I know something like this is long overdue so I figured I’d give it to you now. Minnesota is bipolar with the weather (per usual) so I finally decided to sit down and update you guys on what’s been going on in my life. I’ll try to keep it short but if you’ve been following me this past year, you know I can get a bit wordy.
Hi beautiful people! I’m so happy you’re back and if this is your first time, welcome and make sure you subscribe to stay up-to-date. As many of you know I spent majority of my junior year of college living in Midtown Manhattan (dreamy, I know). And while it was hard getting rid of my over-priced 500-sqft studio apartment, I’m glad to be based back in the Twin Cities. Minnesota has always been home and while it has its many downs like cold winters, it has its hidden gems nonetheless.
Reading has never really been my thing. Heck, it’s still a habit I’m trying to master and while it’s something I have yet been able to cross my T’s and dot my I’s with, I’m still trying to tell you and teach myself it’s importance.