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The art of pretending to be happy (finding closure)

I started to get good at pretending and fooling myself that I was okay. But the more I pretended to be fine and happy, the angrier and depressed I became. Why am I so angry and get annoyed so easily? People are being nice to me and I feel like punching them in the throat. Okay, not to that extreme, but somewhere less than that. I tried to avoid hanging out with people at work.  I stayed in my office and would only come out when it was truly necessary to interact with them.  I figured, the less people are exposed to me while I'm feeling this way, the better it will be in the end.

Mini-challenge of the week: No Cell phone for 5 Days

We have become a society so dependent on technology that it almost seems impossible not to live a life where you don't use it.  I began to notice how much I depend on my iPhone 6 on a daily basis.  I use it for everything and it's a major life saver too! I don't get lost anymore, thanks to Google Maps. I capture memories using my camera, I communicate with my friends who are near and far via text messaging, I look up anything I want to know on my Google app, and stay informed on my friends and family using Facebook. We are living in a time where everything, and I mean EVERYTHING is only a few finger swipes away. 

Getting over a break-up Part 1

Your Guideline for the First Two Months  First things first: I'm sorry it ended and you're going through a tough time but I'm sure that there is a good reason why it ended.  My best friend, Yoly once told me, "Things don't happen to you, they happen for you."  So, pull yourself together and check out this guideline I created.  What makes me qualified to write a post like this? I'm currently going through this stage and I've been keeping notes so I can share them with you.

Excuse me, ma'am?

I've never really felt old until I went from "Miss" to "Ma'am," and guess what?  It felt absolutely awful! Thanks to the girl who was helping me at the food court section of the local supermarket.  I was ordering an ice drink called a "raspado" and I heard the girl clearly call me "ma'am," not once, not twice, but three times!