In Need of Therapy

I want to go to a shrink. I feel like I need an hour or so to vent my frustrations. Because my husband is not a very good “therapist” (listener).

I thought a husband will listen and help solve my issues. But no, my husband does not have the knack for that. He just lets shit pile on and on until I am way too stressed.

I need to refocus and gain my balance back. I cannot plan my business actions like I used to. It has taken me so long to do just one single task on my To Do List that it’s starting to scare me. I’m not in a rut. Alright, alright. I’m in a rut.

Managing business rut.

But I know the root of all my problems. My crazy mother.


Author: dietingfashions

I'm a mom of 2 girls. I struggled to lose the baby weight the second time around and by blogging my struggles helped me deal with a lot of the stress. During my struggles, I had random strangers ask me "How far along are you?" or "When are you due?" I was embarrassed. Most of the time I told them the truth, that I had given birth X months before. There were a couple of times I lied and said what they wanted to hear. When I was at a normal weight, I then struggled to find what clothes fit me. Everything about fashion went out the door and I had to re-learn what clothes and sizes fit my post pregnancy body the 2nd time around.

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