Failing Through Adulthood

Someone asked me a couple of days ago what my writing style was.  Caveat:  This was a completely innocent question with no malice or a judgmental tone. It was stated rather neutrally, albeit still a question. I honestly didn’t know what to say and I kinda said nonsense until they asked a second clarifying question. They asked me, “So do you just sit down and write everything at once?" And I immediately realized that they were talking about this blog. I know this person reads this blog because they had casually asked it if I was all right after posting a BTWC post. (In case you were wondering why my last post had all those disclaimers that I really don’t drink outside of those posts and I’m not an alcoholic and I drink in my bathtub safely, it’s because some of my coworkers discovered my blog, and don’t know me well enough to not be concerned... still super nice that they were concerned tho! But I digress) So this blog is kind of interesting to me. I want...

Someone asked me the other day how I got everything done. Via text (and I quote): "...How do you do it?! I'm convinced you're a robot" Well, first of all- thank you. I am very flattered. Gif of me doing Bathtub Wine Critic But seriously, as previously mentioned, I have a lot on my plate. First, I work full-time- and some days, longer than full-time. I'm currently doing a lot at work so there's outside study involved too. It's a bit of a mess. Second, I am doing Masters classes. I'm in a class right now, and in two weeks I've had to read about 1100 pages, write two papers, do a 15 min presentation, take a written final exam, and start a 10-page paper- all on different topics. All of this has occurred on weekends so no joy for me.  Third- I volunteer. I'm a volunteer victim advocate, crisis text line counselor, and spend time doing other things to help people out. This has taken a dip with me being so busy, but the...

I have the constant feeling that I'm not a good adult. Failure at life sounds a bit too harsh, but failing at adulting sounds both more millennial and more accurate- hence the title "Failing Through Adulthood" on this blog. Objectively, I am in a good place. I plan my time wisely, working full-time, parenting a silly pup, getting my Masters, going to church, spending time with family and friends, and volunteering. I'm pretty good at doing what I do- so why do I feel bad at it? Obviously, I blame THE PATRIARCHY. And THE MEDIA. (I mean, they clearly play a part but I'm mostly joking there). I think the reason I think I'm not good at life is because being an adult isn't easy, it's non-stop, and I'm nowhere near where I thought I'd be 10 years ago. But that's not a bad thing. I am nowhere close to who I was 10 years ago either, so judging myself to an old standard that is actually impossible is stupid. 10 years ago I didn't ...