Author Archives: Lissa
Regress
New place. New time. New person. Then I go back to an old place. And act like old times. Only to become the person I was. Which is most definitely not the person I want to be. Hence the hard … Continue reading
Anger
I used to think lack of self-confidence held me back. Yeah, maybe sometimes. But what is really detrimental to my forward movement is anger. I just wrote about being sick and my body trying to tell me something. An amazing … Continue reading
Bodymind
How often do you really listen to your body? Do you ignore it when it tells you not to get in that elevator, stop eating, or take a rest? Personally, I ignore mine often. I believe if I listened to … Continue reading
Past
I have an amazing future and a pretty good present, so why am I worried/concerned/frustrated/self-conscious/giving a fuck at all about my past? I have spent so much time and effort building my self-esteem and moving toward the life I want. … Continue reading
Silence
I recently realized how little silence I have in my life. Or rather, how little silence I ALLOW in my life. I almost always have the radio, TV, or iTunes on. I’m often alone, so maybe this is a way … Continue reading
Uncensored
I’ve made a resolution. Yeah I know, I’m early, it’s still December. I actually made it a few months ago and it applied to a specific situation. The resolution? To be me. Not the version of me I thought someone … Continue reading
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Expectations
I have great expectations. Which are–sometimes–not great things to have. We need to have expectations, plans, hopes, and dreams so we have something to believe in and work towards. And how can amazing things happen if we expect the worse … Continue reading
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Food
I made a loaf of bread the other night…and didn’t eat the whole thing. This may not sound like a big deal but, unfortunately, it is. I have issues with food. I might as well have just said, “I’m an … Continue reading
Muse
I’ve always been fond of artistic people. They’re usually smart, creative, quirky, and interesting. But that’s not really why I’m into them. Truth? I want to be someone’s muse. And become a character in a book, lyric in a song, … Continue reading
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