Riding Towards Freedom

This past week was incredibly busy. I worked both jobs, making it a 70-hour work week. Because of this,I have been planning what I will do on my one day of freedom since Friday. Just the thought of a free Sunday was keeping me going. So far, my Sunday has been perfect. This morning I…

Love vs Acceptance

One of  the most influential counseling sessions with my therapist, Ken, was one where he asked me a short and simple question. Well, simple for him to ask, not as simple for me to answer. On a chilly day in January, I sat on Ken’s leather couch proud of the strides I had made in the past…

Letter to My High School Self

Dear High School Courtney, It gets better. Someday soon you will learn to embrace the things that make you different, and you will actually be liked for them. I know you feel like you need to have the perfect hair, the perfect body, and say the perfect things, but you don’t. The reality is that…

Social Experimentation in the Workplace

Working in college administration is certainly rewarding and can even be fun sometimes. Sometimes.  I am the college Registrar, meaning I am responsible for creating student schedules, handling transcripts, and several other things that would bore you to tears. I am probably one of the least liked people on staff due to my job requirements…

School Blues

Last week I began my fourth online class towards my Humanities Degree. I have come to an important realization: I hate online classes.  In 2007 I enrolled in an online class in addition to my “real” classes and dropped it within two weeks. There is absolutely nothing that appeals to me about taking classes online.…

Letting It Out

In the 48 hours since finding out that I have a mass on my ovary, I have been surprisingly calm about it. I have tried to keep the mindset of “we don’t know anything yet, there is nothing to worry about.” This morning I woke up with chest pains, a tight throat, and a heavy…

The One Word Analysis

I am a woman (It’s true, I checked). This means a few different things: I can cry wherever, whenever, and for whatever reason I want, no explanation necessary. I can and will constantly change my mind on both minor and major life issues. My feelings towards peanut butter, organized religion, rainy days, the color yellow,…

Melodramatic Monday’s

I’m noticing a trend in my Monday’s lately: I develop or at least become aware of certain pet-peeves that I posses. I have a lot of pet-peeves. I’ve made a list before and it seems to only be growing as I spend more and more time in the work world. Monday’s have a way of turning…

My Boy

I’ve been thinking about you a lot today, old friend. I don’t let myself think about you too often, it still makes me sad. I’m scared of driving down the road and seeing a Wheaten Terrier happily trotting alongside his owner. All you Wheaten’s have the same sweet eyes and jovial disposition. I’m not sure…