I filed my taxes like the responsible, grown woman I am, and now I am having some cocoa and a little snack and a nap to celebrate my adultness.

If there is one thing I learned from my marriage, it is this; there is no logic in Narcissistic abuse. Stop trying to rationalize the decisions of narcissists - you are wasting your time. Do what you need to survive, but don’t drive yourself mad asking “why?”

No one will ever be able to brighten my day quite like the staff at my local Taco Bell.

They don’t do anything special, it’s just that handing me a bag of tacos is the nicest thing anyone could ever do for me.

They want me barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen, but the jokes on them because my uterus doesn’t work, I have ugly feet, and I am a terrible cook.

The roads may be icy but my anxiety is ✨spicy✨

Made a self portrait with Apple Intelligence’s Playground app and it understood the assignment.

This will forever make me laugh.

I’m in the mood to punch a nazi. A nazi punching mood, if you will.

Tonight feels like the perfect night to cry in a bubble bath with a bud light (the beer of the queer).

Got dinner with a friend and saw a frog at Petsmart on Friday. Played Minecraft with my kiddo yesterday. Bought enough coffee and shelf stable foods to hold my household over for about 3-6 months and worked on contingency plans in case my kid’s insulin supply is cut off. Weekend stuff, man.