People value thick thighs on a chicken, then they can value thick thighs on me.

You will notice there is nothing on this list like, “knocked over their cart at the grocery store, pantsed them, and then robbed them at gunpoint” but seemingly unordinary things that do not matter in the grand scheme of life.

I’m not sober, I’m not even sure I want to be, but I’m struggling to find a healthy relationship with an abusive substance that causes me nothing but mental health problems. Which, truthfully, pretty much sums up all of my relationships!

Stuck with nothing to do and nowhere to go, I turned to God. Just kidding. I decided to meditate.

I realized recently that all of my “wonderful little idiosyncrasies” are a complete laundry list of depression, anxiety, and ADHD.

Every now and then, I think about the lives I could have lived if I had made slightly different choices. Not major life changes, but VERY small things that would have barely impacted my life.

What if I went with the Melrose apartment over the Malden one?

What if I ordered the amatriciana pasta during Easter dinner instead of the butternut squash ravioli??

What if I chose the Peanuts checks rather than Scenes from Small Town America??!?!

My ego is like the rose in the glass votive from Beauty and the Beast. I agonize over every single petal that falls off because once it dies, I stay a beast! AND WHO COULD EVER LEARN TO LOVE… A BEAST?