Misadventures of Me

        August is the Month that most teachers dread and every student anticipates. It is time that parents stress over new shoes, backpacks, and school supplies. For College students, it is the count down to all-nighters, intense study sessions, and parties. That is of course for the traditional students.  I hid my pain in college     I am not a traditional student. All of my classes are currently online.     After my mental health took a turn for the worse and I was failing my classes I decided it was time to come home from being a traditional student and fix myself. And that took longer than I thought it would. I started out strong but then the whole world went crazy with the pandemic and I fell back into what I call the dark hole. I thought if I could bury myself in work and ride everything out I would be okay. I was very very wrong. I lived moment by moment, hoping I could have the strength to make it to the next.      Work was all I could manage  My mind was clouded, time meant n

       I haven't done anything else new recently but I did manage to take some time for some self-care. I was already scheduled to not work that day so no work or other adult responsibilities were neglected for my sanity. I don't think I've mentioned it before but I have issues with anxiety and depression. I've struggled with it for as long as I can remember. But I've only recently started seeking professional help for it. Which I highly recommend if you are feeling out of sorts. If nothing else, therapy is a safe place for me to just talk about anything and everything and get a third-person point of view.       So after my therapy appointment, I decided I was long overdue to get my nails done. I love myself a good Mani/Pedi. I used to never think I would be one of those girls that always keeps her nails done because working on a farm is rough on the hands, even when wearing gloves. It seems like a waste of time and money to get my nails done if my nails were just g

  Hey Guys,       I spent the weekend with my family- well some of my family anyway. Two of my sisters, my dad, a family friend, one of my cousins, and I went tubing down the Green River in Saluda, NC. This was my first time ever going and I was excited. I love being outside but don't do anything recreational like this often enough. Usually, I'm at home and working with the animals. And not only was I getting out and having fun but I was trying something new!      But i n my haste, though, I forgot two necessary items- my EpiPen and proper footwear. The first one was just plain risky. I am allergic to bees and am supposed to take it with me everywhere I go but I left it at home instead. I could blame it on the ADHD, the fact that I am blonde, or because I was running late. And all of these are true but I honestly just didn't think about them until I was already floating down the river. Now for the footwear, I chose to pack a flimsy pair of flip-flops. Why you may ask? Becau

That's Me! Hi, My name is Anna let me tell you a little about myself. I am the oldest out of eight children. I was primarily raised by a single mother. I love to read and write and be outdoors. I just turned 25 and I am still trying to return my subscription to adulthood. JUST KIDDING.... sort of.  I spend most of my days working on my mental health, building a farm, remodeling my home, and I recently went back to school. It's been... slow going, to say the least. And nothing goes according to plan. But one step at a time. Before you build anything up, sometimes you need to tear it down first. This will never happen again Three years ago, my family chose the beach over the mountains. I chose to keep the farm. Since then, I have chased pigs, set my home and barn on fire (two separate incidences, same week), and I fought a goose and won. I have even fought off roaches and rats that were so big they would make a grown man scream. Huh... maybe I should have gone to the beach too.