It's #WorldMentalHealthDay so here's a blog post on what I've been dealing with for the past two weeks/and the past few months.Read More
*Side note* The reason I'm making this post is because I know the importance of being honest and true online. I have an online presence-- people see my work and read my words... so, personally, it's extremely important for me to not hide the bad, gritty shit. Just as it's equally important for me to not speak about my life with merely emotions and anger.*Read More
This blog post is basically just a story of me stalking a cat.Read More
Trying to make a blog post without complaining is hard work. (LOL)Read More
Why? It's exhausting to have to CONSTANTLY be fighting with yourself. It's a life long thing, ya know? It doesn't just go away. Not even with meds. The meds just makes it more bearable. It's like giving your brain armor. Armor isn't impenetrable, but it could save your life.Read More
This is a trip to a park that's within Amsterdam City limits. I was coming off of my anti depressant medication during this time and I was having a seriously hard time dealing with life...but Brett got me out of the house anyways and we took the puppers with us. I don't even remember when this trip was and it's proving to be quite the difficult post to make. I suppose I'm apologizing in advance. I'll try my best. HahahRead More
I'm going to go ahead and say this now: If it weren't for the internet, I'd be dead a long time ago. Being in another country is especially hard, but you know what keeps me going? The fact that there's an online community of people that 'care' about me.Read More
Lawd help me with the stinky Cheese of the Netherlands.Read More
Back porch livin'! I thought that I would be much more interested in living out the summer on the rooftop patio, but turns out I hate climbing stairs so much. We already live on the 3rd floor, so taking that extra flight really just puts it over the top. Not to mention I really fucking hate the stairs going to the 4th floor.Read More
I have previously made some posts about my first two months here and here, but I want to continue doing semi-regular posts keeping you up to date with what's going on in my European life as an American.Read More
Guess what? If you look like .. me and Brett?... and you're going from Amsterdam to Germany.. watch out because they will just think you are a member of the drug cartel. I don't know what was up with security that day but DAMN. First we got asked all kinds of questions about what we were doing, where we were coming from, etc etc. You know, the norm. Then we got asked if we had been "Smoking doobies" in Amsterdam. Um... Obviously we say no to the people searching for drugs... but UH.. even if we had (we def had) we would have been doing so legally.Read More
The entire center of Amersfoort is a protected and well preserved medieval area. In the photos above you can see pieces of the gates that used to be the entrances to the city (first pic). The second picture is what it looks like once you're inside the center. All of the buildings are super old and amazingggg and beautiful. And there's a moat around the entire center. How great is that??Read More
I deserve to take up space, and so do you.Read More
This day we decided we didn't want to go too far from the city, and that we wanted a break from constant dog love. lolol.
I was really impressed by this place. All of the goats had really cool pens with lots of things to climb on and fresh hay to eat. They were all SUPER friendly! And the baby goat pen was even more amazing...Read More
The mid day sun was beating down on me and I was hungry, thirsty and hot. So basically a trifecta of disaster.Read More
For this little trip we decided to take the dogs with us. We wanted to go adventure more but we felt bad for leaving the dogs. Especially since they get hella mad and cause all kinds of chaos like getting into peanut butter jars and howling like they will never see us again.
We actually ended up getting on the wrong train so we got off at Haarlem and decided to adventure around a little bit before hopping on the right train towards Den Hague.Read More
In February when I was visiting Brett for the first time we got me a pretty little bicycle and we biked all the way to Volendam, NL. I was amazed at all of the bike lanes and such going EVERY.WHERE. My bike is what's called an "omafiets". Which is basically a grandma bike. With back pedal brakes and no gears. That definitely took some getting used to. Someday I want to upgrade to a fancy bike but I love my little omafiets for now.
Dutch culture is much different than American culture. *gasp* Dutch people don't hesitate to tell you what's up. They won't just be friendly to you for the sake of being friendly. I have a love/hate relationship with this. It's refreshing and also scary. It makes me realize how many times Americans suck ass for no reason.Read More