I’ve often explained to people that despite how bloody brilliant I am now, Tanya of the past was kind of a dick. Not just the ‘Tanya of the past’ from last week, who avoided doing something ‘Tanya of the future/now’ wanted her to do, but … Continue reading Tanya of the past. What a dick.
New year, same me: I resolve to stay the same.
Full disclosure now… I’m not entirely sure what I’m going to write in this blog post, like most things in my life, I thought of something (a title) and thought I’d run with it. See where the keys take me. Fuller disclosure now… I obviously … Continue reading New year, same me: I resolve to stay the same.
Reflections. And not the mirrored kind, but they’re cool too
I’ve been told that I hold on to the past too much. A good friend once said to me that I cling to my history, through rose coloured glasses of course. That’s true. Less so now but true, nonetheless. So instead of doing a post … Continue reading Reflections. And not the mirrored kind, but they’re cool too
Perception is reality: Who you are vs who you’re seen to be.
You may not be surprised to know that I have had the phrase “Perception is reality” thrown at me many times in my adult life. Used in a veil attempt to make me reconsider how I act and who I associate with. Should you really … Continue reading Perception is reality: Who you are vs who you’re seen to be.
3 years later – so what have you learned?
My life changed 3 years ago. Like, one of those big, life-altering moments that you hear about or see in movies.
3 years ago, my uncle died, and I inherited a small child. I’ve written about that before, that shouldn’t be a surprise to you (well, maybe).
Otranto – 23 August 1956 – Vale Nan.
My grandmother passed away this past Sunday. Aspasia “Soula” Voliotis was 86. She was born on 07/07/1932, the same exact day/year that her husband, Stan (or Stelios if you’re legit ethnic) was born.
Emotional Fight or Flight
For the vast majority of my adult life, I’ve wanted to run away. When high school got too much, when friends were hurting when life got too hard, all I ever wanted was to just, run, go away.
Friends, and no, not the TV show. Although in retrospect Ross is a douche.
I have a list of blog posts which I’ve started, and then lost interest in and not finished. If that, my dear friends, isn’t the best analogy for who I am as a person I don’t know what is. I have one about anger, another … Continue reading Friends, and no, not the TV show. Although in retrospect Ross is a douche.
Ch-ch-ch-changes: Lessons in life, work and moving on.
One would assume that I am well versed in change these days. From a completely unbiased perspective, I feel that I’ve experienced a fair amount of change in the past few years. Change is a part of life; you need to change to grow. Comfort … Continue reading Ch-ch-ch-changes: Lessons in life, work and moving on.
Emotional Exhaustion & You: A beginners guide.
I wrote another blog piece. This one on emotional exhaustion. Shout out to the friend who pointed me in this direction.
Insta Parent 