When people ask if I have a boyfriend I get this feeling in my the pit of my stomach. I answer honestly and then move on. I feel that people judge me on something that I am not ready to do. In society’s standards, I should at least have one or two boyfriends, but I … Continue reading Why I Don’t Date
My meds make me sleep too much. It is definitely a side effect. As an already sleepy person, this makes it eleven times worse. I take three to five-hour naps. I’m not sure that is even a nap. Naps are supposed to be an hour or so maybe two. Because of this, I don’t sleep … Continue reading Call Me Sleeping Beauty
Forgiving myself is a hard thing for me to do. I can never get over my mistakes the way I do other people’s, this is because I hate to fail. When I make a mistake I feel stupid and wrong for not doing something right on the first time, but the thing is everyone makes … Continue reading How to Get Over Yourself
Weight gain and my medicine go hand and hand. I was anxious about taking medicine for OCD because I had heard stories about anti-depressants. Believe it or not, I was willing to just have OCD. The medicine cons weren’t worth it to me. But I was forced by my mom and therapist to take the … Continue reading I’m Sane, but My Weight Isn’t!
One of my peeves is when people call my name. Let me explain. I don’t like it when people dramatically call my name and when I enter the room, you ask me a basic question. My dad is the worse at this. I love him to pieces, but it raises my anxiety. Like do you … Continue reading Don’t Call My Name
When I created Where the Tiara Fits, I didn't realize that I was telling the internet all my secrets. The things I write in the blog I wouldn't tell anymore in person. It's weird because there are more people who will listen to you on the internet. Maybe because they can't see me in person? … Continue reading Telling the Internet Your Secrets
I never understood why I needed things to be a specific number, but I just do. I don’t like even numbers. I find them to be dreadful. Even numbers throw off the balance and the balance is supposed to have a number in the center. When I researched OCD, I found out that counting is … Continue reading Even Numbers Are Bad