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4 Rules of Growth I Break

4 Rules of Growth I Break

Alas, another list of things. Things for growth, or maybe lack of growth. But, maybe by admitting the rules I break, I am in someway growing. I mean isn’t the first step admitting you have a problem? These list posts are the number one most viewed on the internet right now. I’m totally making that…

Why the F*ck do I Swear So Much

Why the F*ck do I Swear So Much

I’ll be the first to admit I swear like a sailor. God that metaphor is so overused. How about, I swear like I belong on a Bad Girls Club reunion? Or better yet, I swear like my mother. Now, my mother is never one to hold back. She’s been swearing in front me since I…

The Biscotti Incident

The Biscotti Incident

I’ve have been pretty hush hush about my time in Europe. While I was there, I wasn’t very inspired to write. Maybe I was still processing the events going on before me. Or, maybe, I just hold the events so close to my heart that I wasn’t ready to share them. But, three months later,…

Do I have PCOS?

Do I have PCOS?

I have wrinkly fingers. Not all the time, but, for the past two months the tips of my fingers have been dry, itchy, pruny, and peeling. Though it is a great look, I decided to do some of my own investigating on the internet with my mom. I came to one of three conclusions, either…

Pack the Perfect Amount For Your Island Vacation

Pack the Perfect Amount For Your Island Vacation

In other words, how to pack a normal amount of clothing when going to a low maintenance location. I try to use these tips I’m about to share with you no matter where I’m going. If you’re like me, than it’s hard not to overpack because you are NOT an outfit repeater. (I would rather…

What Was It Like Rowing In College?

What Was It Like Rowing In College?

Here I am. I’m dragging myself up the stairwell to my room on the third floor of my dorm. All of the get-to-know-you games I played in my classes today burnt me out. A poster catches my attention as I rounded my way out of the stairwell. It doesn’t really jump off the wall, but…

I Swept My Issues Under a Rug And Ran Away, Again

I Swept My Issues Under a Rug And Ran Away, Again

So, here I am, curled up in another ball, on another floor, having another panic attack. I ran away. I ran away from where I was running away to. When I signed up for staying in Nassau to help take care of a family friend’s kids, I was running away from my present life. And…

How Perfection Drove Me To Leave College

How Perfection Drove Me To Leave College

“Hi, my name is Ellie, and I have a fear of imperfection,” I say, making eye contact only with my hands, which I have folded in my lap. “Hi, Ellie,” you all chime back. “You see, I was born this way,” I say, flashing back to the time I threw a fit because my mom…

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