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The River or The Rock

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My coffee tastes gross. Not enough creamer… too much water? Maybe this half-calf mushroom infused brew wasn’t the best idea, but I love the concept…so I’ll roll with it. Even though I’m not a huge fan, I love it. I love having coffee..even bad coffee. I love drinking bad coffee at work mid morning on a Thursday. I love it because of one reason: I can. I can have it. I can hate it. I have the opportunity to drink bad coffee on a Thursday at my wild job that pays me. That paycheck gives me my home, my food, my clothes. My home gives me space to exist imperfectly as I am. 

We had a patient come into the clinic recently with quite an extraordinarily sad story. He had just recently lost his adult daughter to a sudden death and he lost his wife 18 months prior. I don’t tell you this to feel sorry, it is indeed horrific so empathy is natural. I am recalling this information for my blog because we as humans are often so caught up in the noise of our lives, we forget the reality of our human condition: we are human. Complex, ridiculous, silly, lovable, sometimes hate-able, ungrateful, wise, excitable, messy, beautiful people. One of the particular privileges of working in medicine is bearing witness to the human condition in a very vulnerable way. Most often, patients don’t want to be patients. So relinquishing control and allowing healthcare professionals to help is a special, intimate part of the medical world. When this intimacy unfolds, I often find one thing happens across the board– people just want to be heard and they just want to feel safe. So when I hear stories from folks similar to that of my patient, I am immediately humbled. It’s a challenge not to feel shameful or guilty for having anxieties, fears, or doubts about trivial aspects of life. A very large part of why I love my work in medicine is because I receive a daily invitation to remember my humility and the value of surrender. 

Surrender has been a very large theme in my life as of late. I am learning quite a bit about being a sponge and absorbing the soapy crusty bits and pieces that life has to offer me. My patients are often in their 70s, 80s, 90s and even 100s!! I can’t help but pick their experienced brains and ask for advice. I often hear a lot of the same answers.

“Smile often. Just try to make the most of it.”

“Don’t ever take anything too serious!”

“You only get one life.”

“Eat chocolate. Drink wine. That’s how I made it to 105.”

“I’ll move until I can’t move anymore!”

“Don’t try to win ’em. There’s no point” (reference to arguing or picking battles)

“Just have fun.”

“We’re not perfect. Don’t try to be.”

Each encounter is a love letter. A gentle reminder that life is fluid, with a shit ton of ups and downs. When I hear stories that make me sad, it’s a harsh reminder that life is also short and fragile. It’s been an odd road–that of recognizing that all we’re guaranteed is the present moment. However, I am grateful. Grateful that I can recognize this. Grateful for the sweet sensation of surrender and the freedom that comes from not swimming upstream. 

It’s not easy though. I’m still learning. There is also privilege in outwardly acknowledging surrender when something horrible isn’t happening, that is not lost on me. Especially in today’s climate where many of us are fighting for survival and surrender doesn’t even feel like an option. 

When I think of surrender, I think of a complex river. There have been many times where I have been like a boulder in the middle, heavy and holding on for dear life. I feel like I just discovered a secret that somehow everyone else knew and I am just finding out. Like knowing to surrender and be present was a gift everyone received except me because I was absent that day. Practicing gratitude is a big part of what I try to practice on a daily basis, but I found out that it is a lot harder to receive if you can’t surrender and trust that things will be what they will be. It’s also important to note that there is wisdom in not trying to make something be what it simply isn’t. 

So friends, my challenge to you is this. Find the good in your day today and take a small moment for gratitude—be grateful for your lame sandwich at lunch, the coffee that went cold, your mismatched socks, the ants in your kitchen, rain in the sky, the greeting from your pet, the book you are “almost finished with”… the list goes on. Human experience gives us good days and bad days. Both are real and exist, but it’s the bad days that remind us why the good days are good. 

Xoxo,

Trinity 

Look mom a RAINBOW!!!!! 🌈✨

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Flip a Coin

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Change. Is it the jingly jangly shit in my pocket? Is it the random time between Winter and Spring? Or perhaps change is when I switch up my workout routine, get a 0.000001% raise or try a vegetarian diet for 3.25 months. I’ve written about change before and how accepting it has historically been challenging for me. That was a few years ago. Now, after I’ve undergone the most change I’ve experienced in life, here’s what I have to say: CHANGE CAN BE A CHOICE (if we choose it back).

Still with me? I’ll explain. It’s been some time since I have written a creative piece such as this. That’s because I spent the last *however many months* riding the f*cking tidal wave of life and my surfboard was a really sturdy toothpick. We all know this wave quite intimately, and when the wave crashes on the shore, the change hits. It can be incredible, amazing, “just-what-I-needed” redirecting change. Or perhaps it’s awful, life-altering, destructible change. Hell, it could be small but just as impactful as a fender bender or catching a bad flu that uses the only sick time you have left. Either way change is change but it is a choice and here’s why. We either change with it, or we don’t. When we choose to surf, we ~become~ the change (imagine the Smucker’s Goober PB and Jelly swirl spread). The change then becomes agreeable even when it’s awful because we adapt to it. When we embrace it or accept it (maybe after some time), the change becomes our new normal, our new life. Don’t get me wrong, in my experience, embracing change is the dumbest thing to be told. I hate hearing it. Even if I know logically that this annoying statement also doubles as a golden rule, (especially since we often wouldn’t know positive redirection if it slapped us in the face with a spatula) I still make a weird face when I hear it or see it. 

These past 6-8 months have changed my perspective on change and how EmBrAcInG iT or whatever might actually benefit me?? That is because I knew change was coming (which didn’t feel like a choice), I refused to believe it or change with it for a little while, but when I realized that I was choosing to suffer, I took a step back and thought about it a little harder. After some emotional *adjusting* :’) I thought “hmm, maybe if I take it upon myself to move with the current, I might not drown.” Andddddddd that’s what I did. I began to shift my view of the world to what was within my realm of control: my thoughts, how I process my emotions and what I choose to do or not do (shoutout Mel Robbins Author of the Let Them Theory–groundbreaking book). Understanding what I could control HELPED me exponentially in understanding my choices when change arrives at my doorstep. I was able to relinquish control of the thoughts and fears that were holding me back. I wasn’t perfect, it wasn’t linear and it is still an ongoing journey, but it permanently altered my brain chemistry for the better.

Maybe all this makes sense, maybe it doesn’t. What I do know is this– change comes in all different shapes, sizes, colors, smells, vibes…and it’s going to happen whether we like it or not. It is then within OUR realm of power to release what we’re trying to control and move with the change, not against it. WAYYYY easier said than done, I know. BUT! Friends, my challenge to you is this: next time you are experiencing change of any kind–bear in mind what might help you so that you don’t keep getting in your own way. Recognize what you can change and what you can’t, don’t give your power away to a situation you have no power over and then take it back for yourself. THAT is how you surf. It’s not about being okay with all the change or the situation, it’s about self preservation so you can rise again, stronger than ever before. 

xoxo,

Trin 💖

“Tell me to embrace change one more f*cking time I’m gonna lose my sh*t”

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Gratitude Sandwich

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First we have the bread. The resources, time, energy…the privilege to have the things we do. Then we have the lettuce, cheese, tomato (if you like tomatoes on your sandwiches), maybe avocado, THE MEAT (unless you’re a veggie person), and finally the condiments. All of which of course represent the people, relationships, good vibes and opportunities we have to be grateful for. THAT is a gratitude sandwich and BOY is it delicious. 

My world has changed a bit over the last few months and I have had the understanding and clarity that I have been seeking for sometime now. I’ve been granted the gift of seeing and feeling. Not that I’ve been a numb potato for all my life, but meaning that in light of recent events, I can see past my own emotions and thoughts in a new and improved way to really see what’s been in front of me and what it truly feels like to be so grateful for what I have. 

This world is f*cked up and we all know it, thats no secret. There’s 20 bad things to every 1 good thing, and sometimes (let’s be honest here) we tend to view the world through this lens because how on Earth do we not? Between the drama and facade of social media, the news outlets screaming at us with clickbait and insane headlines on top of the very real systemic issues our society faces among other pressing matters globally…being just a *person* and *existing* in this day and age can make us feel EXHAUSTED. So tired and sad. It can make us truly negative when we don’t want to be. Plus let us not forget, COVID was more than any of us could imagine. I was watching my fave TV show the other day (its a medical show lol NOT Grey’s Anatomy people calm down) and they did a COVID episode all about the shutdown and how the pandemic hit hospitals and medical staff. I literally started crying out of nowhere…like my body remembers the trauma before I can even recognize it! This moment just hit me because I realized that our environment and our world really reaches and touches us mind, heart, body and soul. We internalize things that have a lasting impact on our psyche and our attitude. 

SO THAT is why I’ve been working on my mental diet by eating gratitude sandwiches everyday. 

Each morning I wake up I make a point to be thankful. Grateful to God for the shoes on my feet and the car I drive. Each night I am working on making a habit of journaling three things I am thankful for OR (I got this from a podcast) I think about what went well in my day. Even if it was the smallest thing like having time to eat breakfast or a patient saying something nice to me. This is an active practice that works and it genuinely helps to shape my mindset, causing my mood to shift into a positive one. 

There will never be a shortage of things to be pissed off about, that is a guarantee. Yet, there is also a myriad of things to be grateful for too. I keep seeing this quote that says, “When you pay attention to what you are grateful for, you attract more positive experiences, opportunities, and abundance into your life.” In a nutshell this is based on the Law of Attraction, which states that “like attracts like,” meaning your focus on gratitude sends out a positive signal that draws more positive things towards you. It’s simple math. 

So friends, my challenge to you is this: try this idea of journaling a few things you are grateful for or perhaps think about what has gone well today. Remind yourself about what you already have and take that energy out into the world. The results may surprise you! Especially if you like sandwiches.

xoxo,

Trinity

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Honesty is the Best Policy

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There’s nothing worse than when someone asks you what you wanna do with your life and you say “well I don’t know yet!” (JK there are so many worse things than this encounter but still it can be a very awkward experience). When you’re a few years shy of 30 and the niche of your dreams has yet to find you… it can feel.. well… heavy. 

Heavy in the sense that your mind is constantly asking you what everyone else seems to be thinking. “How will she make money? How will she have structure? Will she be able to provide for her future kids?” Of course, the reality is that no person on this planet is more concerned about our own well beings more than *drum roll please* …..ourselves. No one pays attention that much and if they do, they’re weird. Simple. 

So yes, when people ask what the hell I’m doing with my life, I’m honest. “I don’t quite know yet!” and I answer truthfully because as soon as they leave my presence or the room we’re in or whatever….I know they’ll go right back to being oh-so concerned about their own bullsh*t. So me and my bullsh*t can go back to what we were doing (which was figuring out what we’re gonna do with OUR life lol). 

I have realized that once I am true to myself (i.e being honest with strangers, not lying about my goals and being real with my friends and family) that is when it becomes easier to be honest with myself in general. It is less awkward to have these moments of telling someone what my plans are (the plans are that I have no plans hahahahaha jk jk). If you haven’t caught on yet, I work in healthcare as a medical assistant in a surgical department. THIS is not my life’s dream (see every other blog post Ive ever written) and coming to terms with my relationship with the healthcare industry and my role in it moving forward has been like a complicated “what are we” conversation for the last 2 years. 

But lately, Ive been honest. Honest about my writing dreams, my ideas and goals, creative passions…I’ve been real with myself and it’s been an interesting journey but being real has allowed me freedoms in my mind that I have never experienced before. This has given me the strength and bravery to take on new projects and put myself out there in new ways. AND AND AND it has made me more fearless when it comes to answering my favorite f*cking question of all time : sO WhAt ArE yOuR PlAnS fOr ThE fUTuRe??

I had the chance to put this into practice the other day when I had a patient ask me that very question. Most people expect me to say that I’m in nursing school, going to PA school or interested in being a doctor or something. So usually people are a little surprised when I say “actually, I love to write and I am planning on taking time to explore other options. I enjoy helping people so perhaps philanthropy, journalism or even owning my own business someday!” Needless to say, she didn’t have much to say because traditionally, going that route with my type of background and a degree in biology is CRAZY TALK. But you know what? I think committing to a path that you know isn’t for you is even CRAZIER. 

Everyone has choices to make. Some because they have to, others because they see no other way. Maybe it’s because of family, or finances or or or or or. The list goes on. But this is the one life we get and it’s up to us and NO ONE ELSE WHATSOEVER to live it to the fullest and push for the life that will bring us the most fulfillment and joy by any means necessary. And yes, that includes scaring older ladies with the shocking choice to write blogs like this one 😘

So friends, my challenge to you is this: ask yourself what you need to be honest about. Be truthful to you FOR you. It may surprise you how much space becomes available to you–the space to explore something new or finally begin working towards that thing you never thought was worth it to begin with. After all, it is true what they say, that nothing worth while comes easy!!! But then again, who doesn’t love a good challenge 😉

xoxoxoxo,

Trin

❌good vibes only❌

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Lost in the Jungle

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Sitting with it sucks. It’s confusing, it can hurt and it can be daunting. Sometimes it’s funny or lighthearted, maybe even a little ridiculous. Feelings sometimes run away from you and you seem to be overthinking while chasing them down forever. They’re stubborn and annoying, especially when everyone says you just have to “feel them.” Maybe I don’t want to feel my feelings today, does what mean I have to feel them tomorrow? 

I’ve heard people say that feelings are like a guide, aggressively cutting away at the thick jungle brush as they seemingly know the way through, even though it all looks the same to you. This guide is supposedly going to show you to the open field where all the answers are waiting to reveal themselves to you. Yet, the more I walk, run or sit with my feelings, the farther away clarity seems to be. 

That’s why my best friend and my greatest enemy are the same thing: time. With time (again as these mystery people say), all wounds heal. All things move forward and life goes on. It is with time that the field full of answers starts to bloom and you see what is meant for you to see. I find that this is the hardest part, waiting for time to do its damn job while I sit with my feelings. This is where the discomfort and discouragement creeps in. It is at this pivotal point where I have to remember that time is on my side, and that she only wants to help. 

My other friend hope, visits me too.  While I sit with my feelings, she tries to push me over this hill that I have decided to sit and stay atop of. As time goes on and the sitting happens and hope intervenes, it slowly gets better. I try to accept that I don’t always know what to do with my feelings either, like maybe that voice in my head barking orders like a broken record isn’t always right. Sometimes the best way to sit with your thoughts and feelings isn’t sitting at all. Perhaps the best way to follow that overgrown path through the jungle is to get up, put on your hiking boots and start cutting away at the thick brush too—trusting that no matter how overgrown the jungle might be, the clearing will always be there. 

Real look at what the inside of my brain looks like.

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Everything Bagel

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 I want to be like an everything bagel. 

I want to be a little bit of everything and I want to do a little bit of everything kind of like an everything bagel. 

Everything bagels are just right. They’re salty, doughy, have just the right amount of herb and are absolutely perfect toasted with some cream cheese.

I often get to a point towards the end of my day, where I wish I had more energy and more time to just do that little bit extra that I promised myself. Whether it’s go to my dance class, yoga, write a blog post, get that drink with a friend, or make myself actual dinner?? For some It might be that extra few minutes playing with their kid or taking the dog for a longer walk than just around the corner to “go potty baby!”

It’s the guilt for me. I feel like on some days I’m super woman and can wake up at 5 AM to go to the gym and work all day before cooking an incredible meal and prepping everything for the next day. but then that’s it lol. The Rest of the week I drag my ass out of bed to go to work so I can afford that mediocre gym membership and then by the time I get home I just want to sit on my ass!

So how does one become an everything bagel? In other words, how do I do everything I intend to do? This can be tricky because on one hand, you don’t want to break commitments or promises that you make to yourself. Would you break a promise to a good friend? No. Having goals and committing to them are an essential part of self-care. Letting yourself down is just as bad if not worse than letting down someone you care about. But on the other hand, listening to your body is of the utmost importance. Communicating with yourself in regards to what you need in those moments is also an essential part of self-care. 

For example, today I told myself I would go to my cardio dance class which I love (and pay for). I signed up and had a spot reserved, but work was insanely busy today as we were short staffed and I was on my feet nonstop. Towards the end of my shift, I felt torn between making myself go to a work out that I wanted to experience versus going home to rest for a second day in a row. I decided to go home and I was in fact, bummed out. But the moment I got home, I collapsed on the couch with my dog and was so glad I made that choice because now my body can get the rest it needs to have a good workday tomorrow (being tired at work is the worst thing ever and it makes me so mad). 

It’s also important to remember that everything doesn’t have to occur all at once. Things can be rearranged, schedules can be shifted, and nothing has to be according to a perfect timeline. This timeline is something we often create in our heads, and we tell ourselves that unless we do things that very same day, we aren’t worthy of rest. 

As a very type A, organized, Little Miss ‘Plans out everything’ kinda gal, it can be hard for me to change plans because mentally I like to stick to my original plan. But if there’s any important lesson I learned in all of this, there’s nothing more important than prioritizing your rest and recovery and listening to your body. We won’t be able to accomplish anything if we sacrifice how we’re feeling physically when we know it isn’t the right time to push harder. Sometimes telling ourselves to turn it down is 10 times harder than telling ourselves to turn the dial up. 

So how in the hell does this help me become an everything bagel? Well being an everything bagel is just that. I learn to balance not just my activities but also my rest and I recognize that prioritizing my rest and recovery is a huge part of why I can do activities to begin with. I guess to do everything, sometimes we have to do nothing.

So friends– eat the bagel, watch your TV show and remember to be kind to yourself.

xoxoxo,

Trinity ❤

Anyone want a bite of my vegan, gluten free, cruelty free, hypoallergenic, ecofriendly, preservative free, non-GMO, guilt free cupcake??

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Pennies, nickels, dimes, and quarters.

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Embracing change can feel like hugging a cactus. Or perhaps it’s similar to taking cherry flavored cough syrup—it’s awful tasting, but you know you need it and that eventually it’ll make you feel better. 

Embracing change is one of those things that we essentially have no say in. So quite literally we either embrace it or make things entirely more difficult by avoiding it. 

Historically, I have been terrible at embracing change. I am usually afraid of the future and what I can’t control, it’s something I’ve been grappling with my whole life. When change happens I’m not always ready for it and I’m don’t always handle it well. However, when the storm passes and the change is simply ~happening~ to me…. I find that I’m actually, truly okay. Like the fear of it was wayyyy worse than the change itself. 

I feel like I am not alone in this either. I think we can all agree it’s reallllllllllllllllllllllllllllly difficult to understand that change is actually happening for the betterment of our own futures (or something wise like that idk). Change also manifests different for everyone. It hurts different, hits different, heals different for every single human. No two paths are alike.

Sometimes we forget that we ALL go through it, like we fail to realize we’re all navigating this chaos at the same time!!! I have many friends right now, all in their twenties and early thirties still scratching their heads asking “what went wrong here? How long until this is resolved? When will I feel better? Is it my fault?” The answer is WHO FUC*IN KNOWS. A wise man once said, “time will tell us everything we need to know.” That line has never been more true and encompasses every aspect of the struggle—the reality is there is no quick fix and change doesn’t happen overnight. It’s a matter of l-e-t-t-i-n-g it happen naturally. You can’t force it, like a fart- if you force it, it’s probably shit (saw this on a magnet somewhere).

So friends, to all this I say— try your hardest to be like the ocean and move with the waves. Let your self be carried by the water into the good vibes ahead. No sense in fighting the current because you’ll just be struggling to keep your head above water. Remember to take those deep breaths, lean on your loved ones, eat that bagel, do that workout and watch that episode. Take care of yourselves and love yourself through it, that’s the only way.

My families dog- Jazzy💖 05/2011-10/3/2023. May she reign in doggy heaven forever ✨🐶🕊🤍 R.I.P

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PIVOT PIVOT PIVOT!

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SO, what do you do when you’re craving lemonade but life gives you prune juice? Or when the universe chews you up and spits you out in a direction you NEVER saw coming? You read this blog thats what you do LOL JK real talk though, we’re gonna work through it together because the obvious answer is “i dont know either.”

If you have read my blog posts in the past, you might gather that I have been a “5 year plan type of gal” who is now realizing she’s an “Im not sure what is happening this afternoon” type of girl. I have been working through the idea that everything I thought I was going to be doing is honestly not at all what I actually like doing lol. I got rejected from PA school and realized that dream was not a dream at all, but a safe idea. NOW we’re halfway through school to get my EMT certification, trying to find remote work, writing my blog posts and trying so hard to find an online side hustle (which seems so freakin easy on social media but is definitely harder than it looks!!).

Not to mention, some of my relationships are sailing through the storm right now so naturally a quarter life career crisis continues to be wildly appropriate.

Here’s the thing: life is already a b*tch. Emotionally, spiritually, physically, mentally…..its like running a marathon without any water stations and you have to go to the bathroom really bad but still have 11.5 miles to go.

I am realizing that what I thought I wanted to be and wanted to do, was something I was *trying* to love. It wasn’t coming naturally. None of it. I thought that because it is what I have known and what I have been good at, that I should continue to pursue it (“it” being higher education in healthcare to be a provider). Even in my day to day as a medical assistant, I keep trying to sell myself the idea that healthcare is my home. I do like it and would like to find my niche, but what if my niche is something entirely different? It can also be hard because there are people around me and in my life that have found their niche. I feel happy for them but can’t help thinking….when will I find my passion? What does it look like? Where will it take me? Will it keep me financially secure? Will I love it???

When it comes to work, I have traded A LOT of my time for money, I have worked MANY jobs and given MANY MANY hours of my life to my employers. Don’t get me wrong, I am grateful and have had good opportunity, but at this time, I want more. I want to be successful and happy without losing myself in my job and that can be a really hard thing to do when you have bills to pay and need to survive. To find a passion and a niche where I can make money AND keep my mental health out of the toilet is a D R E A M✨

So, pivoting away from a specific job and a future that will provide job security, money and stability for the sake of being happy and finding something really worth my time and energy is…….F*CKING TERRIFYING. Not to mention, this idea that we don’t have to do everything the boomers did, is still new. There are so many options for work, money, success etc. Its all evolving and I am trying to keep up while maintaining practicality and a budget lol.

In true CoffeeShopVibes fashion, I say this: if you are in this space where you have literally no idea which way the wind is gonna blow but your sails are up, then we should be friends because we’re on the same boat. The boat may have some duct tape covering the holes because thats all we can afford right now but she’s still floating.

ANYWAYS Happy Summer friends, I hope its going well and although the planet is dying and everything is a mess, let’s remember to give thanks to the good days and good vibes 🌼🌞

Legs or hot dogs?

Posted in motivation, peace, storytelling, youth

She said so.

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The power of voice. The power of her voice. Today I’m blogging about being loud, bold, empowered, and unapologetic.

As you all know, I write when stuff comes to mind, unfiltered and I basically say whatever the hell I think in my brain.

Today I felt inspired and I’ll tell you why. I am currently on an airplane back to the United States from Europe where I connected with friends- powerful female friendship is a force to be reckoned with! I wanted to shoutout female friendship and womanhood in general —so stick with me ladies (and gents if you made it here congrats you’re welcome to stay the support is always welcomed).

There are 100 billion trillion quadrobajillion opinions on what it means to be a woman in our UNTAMED world (super nice way to put it I know *pretends to vomit*). SO as per usual and to no one’s surprise, I’ll tell you mine.

To be a woman is to have your own f*cking opinion on whatever the hell that means. To be a woman is to roll your eyes and flip the bird at whoever comes at you sideways when they think they know you better than you know yourself. To be a woman means that “you do you girl”- spoken by a fellow female powerhouse.

I’m loud, I cuss a lot, I get sweaty, angry, b*tchy, hot headed. Sometimes I snort when I laugh, I f*cking HATE loading and unloading the dishwasher, I’m bad at doing laundry, my cooking is ass and tbh I rather get my nails done than buy necessary things like toilet paper (I’m working on it). ON THE CONTRARY I make people laugh, I’m devoted to my craft, I’ll never give up on the people who make my world go round, I’m a ride or die friend, my hair is dyed red, and I’m really good at using the microwave and getting dressed up to go out somewhere. I’m always working on what it means to live and breathe MY divine feminine energy.

She’s powerful. She doesn’t take sh*t, she’s loud. She is always learning and loving. Figuring out how to be sexy for her. She’s a woman and she has a voice.

My friends and the women in my life are my light. Strong, loving, decision makers and caregivers. In this world with so many rules, nuances, bullsh*t laws, unspoken code, and unwelcomed opinions…we have one another. Together we are a force that gives the world momentum like a gravitational pull that never stops. If you don’t like something say it. If you don’t agree with something, then don’t agree b*tch!

Your voice is everything. Her voice is everything. Lift each other up and fight for your sh*t. From personal experience and a TON of learning and self work, never be afraid to be a loud ass woman. In todays soap opera of a society, we gotta be louder baby. So I challenge you this my friends: next time you’re with your friend or a woman you care about #1 tell her she’s fine as hell OBVIOUSLY and #2 embrace your muthaf*ckin WOMAN POWER.

Cheers to living as you want. I’ll be back in America at my local rage room spreading the love. Merci!!🇫🇷

TITS UP LADIES🔥💯💋

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CALL 911 IM TRYING SOMETHING NEW

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Yo yo yo!!!! It’s ya girl back with a new episode of “WTF IS SHE DOING WITH HER LIFE” 🙂

So yes. Here we go. I am officially an Emergency Medical Technician student! I am so stoked. I decided to hit pause on getting my masters as a Physician Assistant and get more experience learning and hopefully doing some dope and crazy sh*t!!! I’m a little nervous but I know it’s the right thing because for some odd reason I am DRAWN TO THE CHAOS and I wanna help.

The thing is: this is the first time in over a year where I feel genuinely confident that I am 1000% where I am supposed to be. It doesn’t feel like a waste of time and I am so eager to learn. Ya know when you do something and it just feels right? Like nothing in your body is telling you otherwise. It’s a good feeling and I’ll admit it’s a foreign one too. I am a firm believer in working the system until you find the right fit. As an adult, I’ve always known that healthcare is for me, but I’ve had SO MANY jobs that didn’t feel “right” and this new adventure FINALLY feels correct like it clicked.

I would also like to point out that working with like minded people is such a valuable thing. Everyone in my class is a little cray cray because not only do we wanna be front line, we actually find joy in chaotic places where we feel we can make an actual difference. If you follow my blog, you know I have had a lot of ups and downs in my career/job life so writing this now is quite a revelation for me LOL.

The main reason I wanted to share my news with you all is because I have learned that No matter what, no matter how f*cking CORNY it sounds…DO NOT GIVE UP. Not on yourself, not on your dreams, not on your gut feelings etc. stick to it baby. What you put it is what you get out. You are the one that will take yourself to new heights but only if you actually BELIEVE you can reach them. I know I know it sounds lowkey stupid lol but take it from a b*tch who hasn’t had the most clear and direct/easy path to where she is now. It’s been one hell of a ride and it’s honestly just starting. Maybe in 3 years I’ll be a medic overseas makin’ dough, saving lives and sippin margs (off duty of course). IDK BUT I BELIEVE IT B*TCH.

So with this I say: visualize it. Breathe it. Even if you aren’t sure wtf is going on. Pick a feeling and roll with it like the damn tides babe. If you’re like “hmmm idk I like teaching and I like yoga and I like warm weather” then maybe try yoga teaching. If you love animals and like talking a lot then go hang out at the zoo and look at their job openings idk. But understand this: there are options and there is a pathway. This blog is for those of us who have had a rough go at finding it… but sis… it’s f*cking there you just have to go get it!

Wear green and share this post 10 times and you’ll be rich by next Wednesday.