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Warning: This post contains graphic material that may be triggering. The last few days were rough for me. I fell into a pit of depression, bad vibes and the week long rainy-day-blues, combined with a little PMS probably, just a storm of negativity and anxiety and  self-loathing . It’s so gross. But I’m trying to be easy on myself. No one has good days every day, no matter how perfect things are. Sometimes we need to be sad. To cry. To spiral into a black hole of guilt and regret. Well, maybe we don’t need that. But it happens, regardless. It allowed me to dive into myself though... to reflect on how much I’ve grown in my lifetime. And it led to all of these trains of thought to explore and share (as I’m typing this...  maybe  share.)   Five years ago, I shared “A Note About Anxiety” , a piece I wrote about depression and anxiety and self-mutilation. It’s graphic. But I feel like it’s a good prequel to where I am now.    One of the things I dove into thinkin...

beautiful day Dakota doing a little stretch  I've been thinking and discussing simplicity rather frequently this week.  The importance of time with friends and family, living closer to nature, not wanting for so much stuff.  It sounds kind of lame, but in the two years since we left for the farm  our mentalities on these things has changed drastically.  Of course I still want nice things sometimes,  and we still splurge and treat ourselves to things we definitely don't need occasionally.  But for the most part, all of our money goes to the essentials, gas and animal food, then farm stuff, there's not much left over for movies, going to the mall, hanging out at bars, or other things most people do. Lucky for me, I found out how much happier I am without them.  Trilli my gorgeous girl ducks Erowyn is always on red alert. She's a very nervous cat. Foxy Roxy  Until next time, Angela Kelly