Author deanna

snowflakes of projection

So I left Facebook a few days ago after getting banned for bullying. I am realizing it might not be the best place for me to spend my time debating. See, I stopped sharing things to my page, I just… Continue Reading →

stress is never the best

So I mentioned I resigned from the job that was literally killing me with stress. I am not sure if fully removing ALL stress is the best idea either, as when you remove it all, encountering it in any form… Continue Reading →

It’s the 20’s, everyone

I have a real affinity for the 1920’s, the style and its incarnations have always made a really sweet and memorable impression on me and here we are again. I also have been saying for a little bit I’ve got… Continue Reading →

2020 is a new thing coming to…

So I have to admit, my webcam ass has not been online since I was in my 20’s. I realized that’s actually a really weird thing to get over. Now, everyone uses filters and fancy things to make themselves look… Continue Reading →

useful tips on use of time

Man it is easy to realize you have spent hours on Facebook or social media and gotten absolutely nothing done. So I am starting to recognize that is a terrible plan when you do get that time back you always… Continue Reading →

freebirds to the words

I have realized this whole freedom thing I am experiencing is not the most comfortable thing. I think I would be better at it were I not totally alone in this house, but for now, I am dealing with it… Continue Reading →

It’s World Kindness Day

Speaking of that, I resigned from my job yesterday. A job I had for 6+ years. On top of it being the only job I have kept for more than 3 years ever, it was something I really enjoyed doing…. Continue Reading →

when cruelty is the point

People never cease to surprise me at the levels of the cruelty they are willing to immerse themselves into to show you just what a piece of shit they think you are. I battle people all the time on healthcare… Continue Reading →

pro-tip for the dying

I have no idea why I went looking for mortality rates for people with the defective gene I have, but I did. And I already seem to have beaten the mean age of death (think it’s 36). Now, I am… Continue Reading →

when things happen…for the better

You know, it’s been pretty damn hard for me to rationalize the great betrayal that happened a few years ago now. To get legitimately thrown away and ignored was not a thing that was easy for me to stomach and… Continue Reading →

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