I love to write. I always have. But I didn’t write anything for quite awhile because I had no time, and I had to write a lot of papers for school. I’m a therapist by trade, and because we have to write so many papers and presentations in school, I became burned out.
In 2019 I started this blog and wrote one or two things, and then flaked out. I didn’t know what to write. I thought that maybe I would write blog posts using my profession as a basis, but every time I started to write something all therapisty- like it was b-o-r-i-n-g. I put myself to sleep, so I quit.
I write a lot of things about my daily life, weird experiences, etc on Facebook, and my friends seem to love these posts. People started telling me that I needed to write a blog and put these Facebook posts in the blog, so here I am. I think it’s going better than when I was trying to be serious, but who knows because I don’t think anyone has even seen any of my blog posts yet. LOL. And I don’t know if strangers will like my stuff, or do my friends all like my posts because they can relate to them. I guess we will find out.
So what are my Facebook posts like you might ask. I seem to have a fair number of weird encounters with people in stores, etc. I think it’s because I’m observant. Or is it that I attract weird? Maybe a little of both. I like to try to poke fun at things too. For example, spellcheck on phones really tries to get you to not use cuss words. Fuck is duck, bitch is botch, etc. And don’t even get me started about Facebook and how it tries to sensor your words, or decipher what you are trying to say and it it’s hurtful. I cannot tell you how many times I have been in Facebook jail because Facebook decided that I called someone a name or what I said was a terrorist threat. I once merely said that we need to blow up someone’s post with comments, and bam! Facebook jail. Apparently even just using those two words together to make an innocent comment is offensive. There was a time when I was commenting to my friend that it seemed very white trash-like, not calling anyone white trash, and off to jail I went. One of my friends couldn’t believe that you can’t even put those two words together, so they simply posted “White trash” as their status, and off to jail they went. I also talk about my former neighbor quite a bit because they were rather strange. One of my former neighbors is a drug dealer who used to do some really interesting things. I have plenty of material, so I am sure I will be busy writing for quite awhile. And then I have new stuff that is always happening too, so stay tuned.
Life and What Not 