COVID happened, I lost my job and decided to take a pivot so here I am, 2 years into a 3 year Master of Social Work program, ready to embark on a new career as a therapist.
With that being said the blog will take a pivot, a small one but a pivot nonetheless.
- Mental Health – in the form of my ramblings, cool things I’ve learned in sessions, class, from my supervisor or my grad school friends
- Self Care (mostly in the form of images…nothings changed here)
- Tips & Tricks – small and noticeable things you can do to calm yourself (btw I hate journaling, meditation and working out so these will be real things you can do)
- And of course, the stories everyone has come to know and love, but with a twist!
I decided to keep the name the same because let’s be real, life is a struggle..and even more so in the past 2 years. I haven’t met a single person who is just thriving, and hasn’t been in some form of survival mode. The domain, shameless tales, because if you haven’t read anything on shame and the surrounding conversations with shame, then take a moment, watching some Brene Brown and sit with it. We should live our lives with less, without shame and aware of how it effects us all.
Let’s see how this next adventure goes and thanks for tuning in!
I wonder is it even appropriate to still say quarantine because we’re all definitely not staying at home.
Anyway, I spent the last week in the Hamptons with my friends and it was glorious. We stayed in Amagansett in a 3 bd 2 ba house, complete with pool, wraparound deck and lots and lots of champagne.
Cheers to Summer not being dead.
Back in the city for good post Quarantine in Florida. I haven’t been out much because I’m still scared of getting corona but I have ridden the subway (a little contradictory no?). I only have a few photos but I also have a few words.
I’m feeling glad to be back and oddly hopeful. Despite cutting off a few situations that were no longer serving me I feel happy and light. Overall looking forward to what the rest of the year will bring.
Black Lives Matter, they’ve always mattered and will continued to matter. If you’re having trouble trying to figure out why this happening? Take a look.
New York, NY
Anybody who lives north of the mason Dixon line can tell you that even though it’s cold af out here. It’s only just beginning. Yes, although temperatures are dipping down to the 20’s it’s not even that cold. This is a roundabout way of me saying I hate the cold weather and basically everything that comes along with it.
Which means that I don’t like Christmas. Yes, I’m a grinch and I don’t care who knows it. Despite the fact that my friends, family and now all of you know this this friend dragged me to Dyker Beach? Or Dyker Heights? One of those places to see some Gaudí Christmas decorations and despite the fact that it took 20 minutes for me to feel my hands. I loved every second of it.
Shoutout to my friends for sending me their photos. My iPhone 8 takes photos that look like they were drawn by a turtle.