Tag: stop

I try not to get sucked into clickbait articles, but sometimes they get to all of us. As a woman sliding down the slippery slope of late middle age, I find that many articles about “what not to wear” pop up on my social media feeds, probably because I keep clicking on them. And pre...

Most people today can’t shut up. It doesn’t matter what they’re talking about, they’ll let you know about it. A recent promotion. A hot date. Or even the weather. Whatever it is, people will always tell others too much. This may seem fine on the surface, but...

These sentiments, once again, echoed from staunch proponents of gun rights today, and I expected no less. What I yearn for, in all honesty, is the chance for normal grieving. The option to give each of those beautiful souls the personal attention they deserve. I wish I could delve into the minuti...

Even though I don’t know the answers to those questions, it looks like we’ll be time-traveling back to 2020 with a Biden/Trump rematch. And I have to say, I don’t know anyone who wants to go back to 2020, except perhaps a select group of “tourists” who went &l...

If you have a habit of speaking without thinking, you’ll one day reveal sensitive information to someone who shouldn’t hear it. Imagine if James Bond didn’t have the power to conceal his intentions. He’d have been annihilated by Blofeld in minutes. If you never want ...

I am a worrier. Although I’m far less anxious than I used to be, I still sometimes get caught up in a worry loop. When I do, it’s usually because I’m worried about the people I love. Like now, I’m worried about my sister. A recent retreat she attended peeled the scab ...

This next part is a little tricky, but pay close attention. Those aforementioned wives, fiancées, and girlfriends? They might do things that you don’t like. They might do some rotten stuff. They might cheat on you. They might leave you (hence the “ex” part). They might ev...

Not even if, but when. As the constant pressure to procreate rears its aggravating head, everywhere I look, society seems to always insist on reminding me of my place. It’s a woman's expectation, our very purpose for existing. We are just cows to breed; our opinions, feel...

The golden years — a time for freedom, travel, and pursuing passions. But for many, the path to retirement can seem long and winding, paved with late-night emails and budget spreadsheets. What if there was a shortcut? A way to shave years off your retirement timeline, not by working hard...