Family Tree Sketch on Scrap Paper

They Hate Me … Because They Love Me

  My family hates me.  And by family, I mean my cousins.  That's really all that's left, my cousins - my mother's brothers' children.  (I have no siblings except for: 1, the one I was hidden from; 2, the half-sister from another mother and her now-deceased brother.  This is a really long story I'm not … Continue reading They Hate Me … Because They Love Me

Depressed Woman (Edited)

I Know What You’re Thinking: How I Became a Loner

Response to Pointless Overthinking's Question of the Day – No. 508   "How often do you assume others think bad about you and how do those thoughts look like?"  When I read this prompt, a torrent of emotions flowed into me.  Do I assume others think bad about me?  YES YES A THOUSAND TIMES YES. … Continue reading I Know What You’re Thinking: How I Became a Loner

You Don't Know What You Don't Know

Annoyingly Profound, Part 2: “You Don’t Know What You Don’t Know”

Throughout my marriage, two of my husband's most-used phrases have driven me crazy.  The first (as in the one which appeared earliest and has been used most often) is "It is what it is."  The second, which appeared only a few years ago, is "You don't know what you don't know" and, oddly enough, this … Continue reading Annoyingly Profound, Part 2: “You Don’t Know What You Don’t Know”

Reflection

Are Personal Bloggers “Whining”?

While I've been seeking out all manner of information about blogging since creating Proof of My Existence, I came across an article discussing whether or not a blogger needs a niche, which I do not have and I doubt I'll ever have.  The author said, "You definitely need a niche.  And remember, nobody wants to … Continue reading Are Personal Bloggers “Whining”?

Heavy Load

Nature Asks for Help

I just read the sweetest little story (the first comment on a post by Through Open Lens) about a little bird “asking” a human for help and receiving it with gratitude. That story got me thinking of an experience I had watching an ant. I was sitting on the concrete steps of a little utility … Continue reading Nature Asks for Help