How PTSD made me a better business ownerHistory of violence, abuse, and neglect are not commonly found on the list of positive business owner attributes. I don’t think any of these are identified on any strengths tests. But they should be. It was only a few years ago I realized I had PTSD. Before that, I …
So, now, instead of lounging by the pool and counting fat stacks of cash, you are agonizing over spreadsheets, P&Ls, and why the eff won’t your website just do the thing you want it to do.
Chapter One The mayor arrived at 2:15 in the afternoon, just as he always does. Not a minute before, not a minute after, and certainly not without his bowler hat that is two sizes too small for his fat head. “Meringue or Rhubarb today?” asked Pod, even though she already knew the answer. “Rhubarb, and …
Magic. Such a misunderstood word. Usually when I talk about magic, people envision cauldrons, wands, and pointed hats. Thanks Disney. But, when we look at the definition of magic, we see something different — something more accurate. Magic is defined as, an extraordinary power or influence, seemingly from a supernatural force. Now, let’s look at …
We’ve all been there. Sitting in a lump of despair, wondering who even left us in charge. Who gave us the fucking keys? Why have we been put in charge of such big decisions? I can’t get this right. I don’t know enough. I don’t have the right credentials. I’m too old. I’m too fat. …
I’ve been wanting to put up a fresh post for a while now, to check in with you all, say hi, and see how you are doing. But, I didn’t have the brain capacity to make sure I had all the things one is supposed to have with a pro blog, like SEO and shit. …
“She’s mad, but she’s magic. There’s no lie in her fire.” — Charles Bukowski Witchy Women are a unique sort – they belong to a class all their own. They operate by their own rules, and, truth be told, I think they like it that way. On the surface Witchy Women look much like everyone …
I have a bit of an angry streak. It used to be more of a canvas, but now it’s just a streak. Over the last ten years I’ve spent a lot of effort and energy on not allowing my anger to turn into broken things and broken people. All in all it’s worked. There is …
To say that I had poor role models growing up would be a tragic understatement. In some fucked up cosmic roll of the dice, I won three of the most vile women you’re likely to ever meet. These are hateful women who did horrible things, and early on I formed the idea that all women …
Sometimes I get overwhelmed with anxiety about things that don’t even exist. Waking up at three in the morning with a heaviness on my chest, as though I’m trapped below an invisible block of despair. Despair over things that don’t exist.