Every once in a while over the last four or five days I have reread my last blog entry, and there are parts of what I wrote that more than annoy me. In fact, in that blog entry there are a few lines and phrases that have made me feel ashamed, not just because I wrote them in my blog, but because I have implied the same sentiment to others in my life. So, I am now going to say something out loud and put it my blog at the same time; I am in a relationship with a guy who is twenty-five years older...

I’m about to write something into my blog and as I begin, I do not know if I will be willing to push the Post Now button at the bottom of the page. We’ll see. I guess if you are reading these words, then I must have clicked on the button.

Okay, I had not had sex in a while. How’s that for an opening statement? In fact, I had not even kissed a guy in several months, and that kiss wasn’t exactly overflowing with passion. The last time I “did the deed” was getting near a year...

I am an avid hiker and generally try to stay active. The trouble is; I really like pizza. About a month ago it finally dawned on me that hiking just wasn’t enough. If I’m going to eat pizza for dinner on Tuesday and Saturday, then I need to join a fitness center where I can climb onto an elliptical on Monday and Wednesday evenings, and also Sunday morning.

So the last several weeks I’ve been going to the gym where I’ll spend a half hour on an elliptical. I don’t mess around,...

I’m a lucky girl. That fact has occurred to me before, but it’s never popped into my mind at the same time that my blog has, at least not until now. Anyway, it’s the truth, I’m lucky.

I was born a healthy baby girl in 1985. I spent my first twenty-one years living in Phoenix, Arizona. My mother, father, and even my brother are relatively normal people. There’s never been any need of anger management in the family. There is no insanity. None have a criminal record. Not...

I think it began in high school. When I was a senior in high school I had my first anxiety attack. I believe that first attack was the precursor to my overall anxiety disorder. The attack began in the evening and I was alone, both were probably factors that brought it on. I don’t know what specifically provoked it. As I have said in this blog before somewhere; the attack was as though I were awake but in a nightmare. It was horrific. Since it was my first anxiety attack, I didn’t know what was...