Frustration

Transparent

The transparency for which this blog has gained its momentum is not as easy a feat to uphold as some may think. It is dreadfully hard for me to decide what to share boldly, and what to let fester in the corners of my mind for fear that I’ll run you guys all away.

Dear Preggo…STFU. Signed, Mgmt.

I don’t know that pregnant women understand the work that goes into trying to be genuinely happy for them sometimes. We stifle all our feelings and sadness trying to do our best to put on a happy face and think about the bigger picture. Then they go and %$& it up by being jerks about the whole thing.

Dear Thanksgiving

Dear Thanksgiving, I would love to have a great day with you.  However, I feel there are some general guidelines I should provide you with to ensure that we have a good meeting today. Please refrain from smiling in my face, leaning on one leg, gently touching me on my shoulder and uttering, “So, what …

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