Ashley Needles

Yesterday, most the day I wanted to cry. It was a great day, lots of wonderful things happened, but my sad 'time of the month' hormones were in full swing! Because of the sadness I was experiencing, I accidentally discovered something to stop the mind-numbing curl me into a ball feel like I'm being stabbed with a knife cramps I get!!! Normally, this would be super exciting because I've been dealing with this issue for years but can't take most things due to my hundreds of allergies. So what was it? I'll get to that in a second. Almost a year ago I bought a bottle of pills for my depression. Pills that were on top of helping with depression supposed to increase focus, help with weight loss (not exactly what I wanted but hey most people would consider it a bonus) and in general be fairly beneficial. In the trial run, I took a double hit of the max dose assuming the stuff worked similar to Prozac and 5-HTP or other antidepressants. Wow was I wrong! I

I get it, you want to be a knight in shiny armor and slay some dragons. Awesome! But that girl who is crying, that girl with the sorrow in her eyes can't give you what you need in a romantic partner.   Recently I wrote a Facebook post about sitting in a Denny's Diner alone feeling sad. My inbox immediately filled up with men who wanted to fill a hole in my life. When my heart was ripped out and stomped on after finding out my husband had cheated on me, men and women popped out from every nook and cranny of the internet and "real life" to try and sleep with me. Women are NOT meant to be wounded gazelles and you are NOT meant to be wolves that pounce on them when they show emotional weakness. I don't get why guys are all about the sad eyes, emojis, or tears when  these things lead to drama and toxic relationships. Women who are smiling and doing okay in life will make much better partners than those looking for an emotional crutch! Recent

I'm not someone who believes in psychic abilities very much. That said I have a friend who felt my pain from an ocean away and never having met me before called me up and that's how we met and became friends. As a child, she suffered a traumatic brain injury that left her open to picking up things the rest of us filter out. I think someday there might be a scientific explanation for her but I haven't found it yet! Me, however... My unconscious will lose my phone when I don't want to talk to someone. It will lose my keys whenever I don't want to go somewhere. I've had to fight with it my whole life because it doesn't take responsibility or financial costs seriously. Those things are fairly normal for most people. What makes my unconscious mind a bit different is it shows me things, hallucinations of truths, this usually happens only when I'm meditating but sometimes when I'm not expecting it. In social situations, it can make things a b

I wear my heart on my sleeve and love falling in love. Relationships, however, don't always work out. During this most recent break, I've had sadness of course but I know it will pass. It was wonderful though because I thought maybe those giddy feelings were gone for good and that my heart was no longer able to leap at the sight of someone. Now I know that isn't true. I'm so glad it happened, even if it didn't last. On the other side though I've been watching someone else go through a heartbreak. His relationship lasted probably about the same amount of time as mine. Only he seems to think his world is broken and his pain is permanent. He posts sad songs and hurt. Don't get me wrong, I don't think there is anything wrong with being sad for it adds shadows to the landscape of joy giving it depth and perspective. Sorrow can be beautiful. It is a bittersweet chocolate. It usually comes from loss. It is what tells us we had something good a