What To Say?

2015-04-08 Miss Poison Honesty, Inspiration, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Faith, Honesty, Inspiration, Life, Life's Battles, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Wednesdays, Writing

What to say? Oh, what to say? This is a challenging week, and it's only Wednesday. My blood pressure has been through the roof from stress since last week. Medication gets taken as needed, and then I get sleepy. Under normal circumstances, my blood pressure is always normal, unless you piss me off. Needless to … Continue reading What To Say?

Pie For Breakfast

2015-04-05 Miss Poison Cooking, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Chocolate, Cooking, Exhaustion, Fruit, Musings, Pie, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sweets, Writing

When someone brings you two pies, each covered in chunks of Oreo cookies, with an Oreo cookie crust, and whipped cream as the filling to this confection, do you ignore this sugary delight before you (Especially when you've had minimal sugar for months on end.) or do you blissfully enjoy a few bites? I have … Continue reading Pie For Breakfast

I’d Hoped For A Thunderstorm

2015-04-04 Miss Poison April, Being Real, Exhaustion, Honesty, Life, Musings, Petty Garbage, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Saturday, Toxic People, Writing Full Moon, Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Toxic People, Writers, Writing

For every weather site and app that predicted thunderstorms last night into today; I am not happy with you. Deliver your predictions, lest people start believing that you "cold read" the weather to begin with and aren't actually looking at all the colorful charts and fancy equipment you like to show us and claim is … Continue reading I’d Hoped For A Thunderstorm

Sleep Interrupted

2015-04-032015-04-03 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Editing, Family, Fibromyalgia, Fridays, Honesty, Life, Loss, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Chronic Pain, Easter, Fibromyalgia, Good Friday, Holiday Weekends, Honesty, Musings, Passover, Pieces, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

I was in bed last night right after The Blacklist ended (If you don't watch this show, you should. I never intended for it to become something I watch, but the pilot had me hooked from day one.). I flew up the steps, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and after double-checking cat bowls, got … Continue reading Sleep Interrupted

Long Days, Short Nights

2015-03-312015-03-31 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Fibromyalgia, Friends, Help, Honesty, Introverts, Judgment, Kittens, Life, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Time, Work, Writing Cats, Chronic Pain, Emotional Support, Family, Fibromyalgia, Friends, Honesty, Kittens, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing

The days are way too long. The nights are too fucking short. Sleep is hard to come by, but man, I'm trying. I was raised to believe that doing your best is "enough", providing it is truly "your best". I suffer from "Superwoman Syndrome". This is a real thing. I'm an overachiever that has this … Continue reading Long Days, Short Nights

Spiritual Awakening

2015-03-302015-03-30 Miss Poison Belief, Books, Death, Experience, Faith, Family, Honesty, In Memory, Intuition, Life, Loss, Love, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Spirituality, Writing Books, Death, Faith, Family, Honesty, Loss, Love, Numerology, One Last Time by John Edward, Spirits, Spirituality, Symbols, The Afterlife, Writing

I woke up this morning hearing my name being called. At 4:00 a.m. I woke up screaming, mostly because I'm tired, in pain, and did not want to be disturbed. I truly wanted to wake up refreshed, even if it meant I had to take something for pain later on, I just wanted the goddamn … Continue reading Spiritual Awakening

Holiday Weeks

2015-03-29 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Family, Fibromyalgia, Friends, Judaism, Life, Musings, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Thoughts, Work, Writing Easter, Holidays, Honesty, Musings, Passover, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

It's no secret: I'm fucking exhausted. Fibromyalgia, migraines, and two hundred truckloads of stress are slowly trying to kill me. Every day, I wonder if a heart attack or a stroke will take me out. I wish I were being dramatic, but I'm not. I would really like to curl up on the floor like a … Continue reading Holiday Weeks

It’s Friday, Let’s Celebrate!

2015-03-272015-03-27 Miss Poison Being Real, Cats, Facebook, Fibromyalgia, Kittens, Musings, Pain, Petty Garbage, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Social Media, Support, Thoughts, Toxic People, Work, Writer, Writers, Writing Being Real, Cats, Chronic Pain, Facebook, Honesty, Kittens, Love, Musings, Social Media, Toxic People, Work, Writer, Writers, Writing

I have no idea why Friday, Saturday, and Sunday have become my favorite days of the week, but lately, I just can't handle week days. Does anyone else feel like this? I've had a rough week. I've been in a lot of pain and have required way more sleep than any single person my age … Continue reading It’s Friday, Let’s Celebrate!

Hard Work Makes Me Sleepy

2015-03-24 Miss Poison Exhaustion, Honesty, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Editing, Exhaustion, Honesty, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing

This morning I said that I would push myself to work on this manuscript. I've revised portions of it so many times that it's caused me to not go further into the manuscript than I normally would at this particular point in time. That irritates me, but my client is pleased and said she'd rather … Continue reading Hard Work Makes Me Sleepy

The World Really IS Full Of Idiots!

2015-03-232015-03-25 Miss Poison Honesty, Idiots, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Honesty, Idiots, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

Author's Note: This does not pertain to the non-idiots of the world, of which the ratio seems to be smaller by the day. Patience is not my strong suit. It's a fact, so I'm being clear about it. And yet, with my severe lack of patience, every idiot in the world is somehow finding me. … Continue reading The World Really IS Full Of Idiots!