At some point, most of us have been embarrassed by something that’s been said or done, whether by us, or to us. If you haven’t, well, consider yourself lucky because I wish I didn’t get embarrassed as easily as I do.
Years ago, I was diagnosed with anxiety. Although common, it is a bitch to deal with, to put it lightly. My anxiety is more from a social standpoint, which includes feeling uncomfortable or appearing awkward in social settings, especially when meeting new people, struggling to talk on the phone, or going places by myself, being in crowds (big or small), and so on. Due to this, it’s very easy for me to get embarrassed, and sometimes causes me to have a panic attack.
When I was a little girl, I was truly obsessed with animals. The bond that you can have with your cat or dog is so beneficial for mental and emotional health, I swear by that. Their excitement for seeing you after you’ve been at work all day, showering you with love, kisses, and cuddles; I’m just not sure how life gets much better than that.
With all of the love and devotion animals give to humans out of the kindness of their souls, I wanted to someday have the chance to “give back.” All I ever wanted to be when I grew up was a veterinarian. Having the opportunity to learn about them more in-depth, help them, keep them safe, and make sure they’re healthy – it’s all I ever dreamed of. I wanted to work with animals for the rest of my life.
When I was almost 18 years old, I found out I was pregnant. My boyfriend, at the time, and I had been together for over 2 years by this point. He was ecstatic when I told him that the test showed positive, and came to pick me up. From there, we went to the store to buy another test, and went back to his Aunt’s house to take it. As soon as it, too, came back positive, he called everyone he could just to tell them we were pregnant.
I was excited because I’d always wanted to be a mother someday, but I was also embarrassed. The father of my child, although I loved him, had cheated on me more than once, and everyone knew it. Plus, we were young. I was petrified of others finding out I was carrying his child, but over time, that faded away. The more excited and attached I became, the less I cared what others thought of my situation. In the end, I knew that no matter what happened between the father and I, I would always have my baby.
If you follow me on Twitter, Instagram, or my Facebook page, then you probably saw my post a few weeks ago regarding the couple’s edition Q&A for my boyfriend and I. Well, now it’s finally time for your questions to be answered.
Below are a list of questions that we were asked by friends and family, where no question was to go unanswered.
The idea of vacation gets anyone excited, but especially as hard-working adults/parents, the idea of an “escape” almost feels impossible at times. For as long as I can remember, I’ve dreamed of where I would like to vacation. Growing up, we didn’t have a lot of money, so we never had the luxury of being able to do so. As an almost 25 year old adult, I still have yet to travel very far or see much.
Times are changing, and technology is always expanding. Due to that, our world is consumed, as I’m sure most of us can acknowledge. I’m guilty of this, as well. I have an unhealthy love for social media and my iPhone. With that said, here are some of my favorite apps:
Everyone has a hero of some kind. Maybe it’s not a “super” hero, but the literal definition of a hero is a person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities. Honestly, my hero hasn’t changed at all since I was a child; only intensified behind the reasoning.
Almost everyone that you meet says that their Mom is the best out there, right? Well, I’m here to tell you that each and every single one of them have lied to you, because no Mom is better than mine. Nothing will ever convince me otherwise. Here’s why.