Define: Hustle

I feel us entrepreneurial types, especially the ones born after Gen X, have been sold a false bill of goods. We’re told, and we often parrot (on social media, to each other at networking events, or even worse – to ourselves in earnest), the term HUSTLE, as if it’s something to be proud of, something…

Jessie. . . QUITS HER DAY JOB!

Y’all. . . I’m quitting my job!   Ok, ok, not really. At least, not yet. I have a full time job that I actually don’t hate (where I can wear whatever I want, like, literally pajamas) working for a woman entrepreneur just 10 minutes from my house. I have health insurance thanks to my…

Explaining Bipolar Disorder in Two Easy Steps!

Were you recently diagnosed with bipolar disorder and you’re not sure how to explain it to your friends and family? Or maybe you’ve been managing your bipolar disorder successfully for some time now but you find you’ve got to tell your new romantic partner why you’re bringing a bag full o’ prescription bottles on your…

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not – Either Way, It’s All in My Head

I feel like those of us with mental health issues are constantly chasing normalcy – in whatever form comes quickest at times. Sometimes we really buckle in and do the hard work through therapists and psychiatrists – but sometimes we’re weak, or we get laid off and our health benefits expire. Ya know, fucking life….

Farewell, 2017, you were. . . you just were. (part II)

Where did I leave off? Ahh yes. . . August. . . (part I) August. . . Nothing terribly exciting happened in August. I kept up with physical and mental health therapy. Thanks to the mental health therapy I was better able to navigate the hiccups of early relationships – or at least, the hiccups…

Farewell, 2017, you were. . . you just were. (part I)

Dear 2017. . . Where do I even start with you? You brought us number 45 which has been a dark circus of epic proportions. January. . . I started mental health therapy because I wanted to try to start dating again and I had some baggage I needed to work through. I was also…

The Last 97 Days of Jessie Doing Life

Ohhhhh heeeyyyyy, guyyyyssss. . . It’s been 97 days since my last post! That’s almost 1/4 of the entire year of 2017. A lot’s been going on and I definitely have tons to write about (and have been getting on myself for NOT posting about!) but ya know what? I’ve been living! And thanks to…

The mighty meh

I truly am doing my best to keep my head above water and not to succumb to this depression. According to Ms. Therapist I’m doing well at it but to me it feels like I’m putting up with a “pile of shit”, to borrow from the creative genius of Drop Dead Fred.   Sure I’m going to…