Just once when I busted ass and fell on these concrete nyc streets just once I wish there would be a hot rom com lead to help me up and whisk me away. Just once
Hi internet void!
In December a bunch of the emotions I’d been gleefully and stoically suppressing started to demand I stop ignoring them! LOL was truly the most wonderful time of the year. In the year 2019 I went through a really painful break up the most painful and only one I’ve ever had. I am still processing it and working through the trauma and just intensity of it all. We were living together at the time and then had to go through a horrible fire, friends staying at our house to visit and of course, both of our individual resentments and mental issues clashing and it was pure stress and suffering. December was mourning and joy cause it was the first month I realized that everything ends and that was a pain and a relief for me.
I always look forward to the Christmas season though cause even if I’m truly going through it all the music and people tipping well and decorations cheer me up and keep me engaged and excited for every day of the year. Last December I was going through a red phase and wore 3 red outfits that I really loved. I was feeling really into red as it seemed to express my year and how I felt about it. I was in red hot love and everything felt very intense. Here they are:
- I wore this dress to go see the Rockefeller Tree with all my friends. We put some baileys in our coffee and then danced in some midtown overpriced bar after and demanded they play bachata. We got one song of it. This dress is light and breathable. I love that it comes with a belt because hourglass girls like me love to cinch our waists any time we get the chance.
- 3. This is probably my favorite look. I went to look in the Adika pop up in NYC because I have a pair of biking shorts I love from them. Most of the stuff was ordinary and too trendy for me but I instantly fell in love with this and had to have it as soon as I tried it on. I wore it to my dad’s holiday party and crowned myself in the top 5 best dressed. You can also wear it a bunch of sluttier ways but didn’t want to do that at my dads work party lol.
Hi, internet void,
(should I change the name of my blog to hi internet void?) But I fucked up at work again and it really hit my self-esteem. My mistakes at one of my jobs tend to be really stupid and it’s hard for me to feel smart and like a decent good enough person when I fuck up consistently at work. I feel so worthless when I let my team down especially because my boss has always believed in me even though I feel as though I’ve given her so many reasons not too. I always try to do better and I always fail sooner or later and then any self-love or self-esteem that I’ve been working up is completely eviscerated.
Today on the phone with my boss I choked up cause I felt so ashamed to be letting her down again. I was explaining that the problem was, in fact, me and a mistake I had made and she basically told me to do better and not make stupid mistakes, that she doesn’t want people to think I’m stupid cause I’m not. But honestly lately I’ve been feeling like I might be. Which is a weird thing to contemplate because it’s not something you can ask your friends without them totally denying it (like if you ask them if your boyfriend’s ex is hotter than you), they’ll never answer you honestly. So it’s really up to my stupid brain to decide whether I’m stupid or not (should that brain even be trusted? with important decisions?). And then what if I decide that I am? Then what? Can you even come to terms with that?
I am the weak link at one of my jobs and I don’t know how to keep from making these stupid mistakes and I feel so horrible for making my team look bad and keep covering my ass. Anyways that’s all for now… I have a team call in an hour and I am so dreading it.
your idiotic suffering internet friend
My nanny kids asking me why I wear sweatpants every day like it’s not cause I have to chase them around all day … smh
Sometimes it hurts me to think about how much more beautiful NYC would be if people just picked up their dogs poop and didn’t spit their gum out on the sidewalk.
I react so unhealthily to stress. It’s really physical and I feel it come over me. I end up scratching myself until I literally have bloody scratches or get hives. I also dig my fingers into my scalp. The messed up thing is usually when I’m doing it I don’t notice and I only notice later when I can see the little injuries. I don’t know when or how i let my life get so high stress but here I am and I don’t know how to cope.
Today has been a day. My bra started cutting into me by the end and my leggings elastic was busted and I had to keep pulling them up all day. Those things already had me wanting to scream.
I went to the eye doctor to hopefully have them fix the health issue that has been really bothering me for two years and I walked out of the Drs apt really optimistic that the end was in sight. I have been literally crying (this is way beyond watery eyes) on and off for about 2 years now. Lately, it is non stop which can so get in the way of life. It’s gotten so bad my vision is usually really blurry from the water in my eyes and there’s no point in wearing makeup cause it streaks and drips off within an hour of application. The Dr. was very professional, smart and treated me with respect (I’ve run into a lot of Dr’s who didn’t treat me with respect, unfortunately). She was also very young which made me jealous and had me feeling all types of ways. I’m a college dropout (for financial reasons) so seeing people thriving and using those degrees makes me feel a little sad for myself (I really am such a petty selfish person lmao). She asked if she could dilate my eyes and I said yes after being assured that 1) wouldn’t look crazy (“I work with kids”) and 2) that the blurriness would be over before. As soon as it kicked in I couldn’t read words on my phone and everything close to me was to blurry to fully make out for 2hrs. I looked crazy and my pupils were so huge (photo below) for half the day and the blurriness did linger longer than I would have liked. I was worried that my boss would see and think that I was on some type of drug so I was lucky that I spent the first half of the day with just the kids. They also took photos of the inside of my eyelids (she literally flipped my eyelids inside out and just thinking of the feeling makes me cringe). She then asked me if I wanted to see said photos to which I politely declined. They took some photos of the back of my eyelids with some bright lights and super expensive medical machines. She prescribed me two eye drops to take daily and I was on my way (to work).
I was happy thinking that the issue that had been making me want to scream for 2 years was now on its way to being fixed. I had finally, finally stopped procrastinating it. And I made plans to pick it up from my CVS after work. Something off my to do list! Yay!
TURNS OUT, even though it was supposed to be covered by my insurance… it’s not. And one of the eyedrops is $70 and the other is $40 ahahahaha. I can not afford that right now. I have too much credit card debt/toilet paper to buy/metro cards are expensive/we still have to eat. So now tomorrow I have to call the doctors office ask if they have my correct insurance information and if so and they’re really not gonna cover it, ask if there are cheaper alternatives and look my to do list is growing.
Fast forward to the end of my day after the kids (quick recap: I’m a nanny to 4 kids) have been fed and showered and are all watching their pads before bed. Cecelia was already in bed cause her bedtime is 15 mins before Charlie’s so hopefully she will be asleep before him and they won’t keep each other up. I walk around to check on the Charlie and Charlie had fallen asleep while watching his iPad. He looked so peaceful and sweet so I immediately gave my self a pep talk about how I can get him into bed without waking him up (“you can do this, Tessa. Not only can you but you will cause you have to.”) I picked him up and oh so gently and quietly carried him to bed. He didn’t wake up and Cecelia was still awake so once I had gotten Charlie under the covers I turned to her and in my most serious and intense whisper I told her “Charlie is sleeping, don’t say a word.” Amazingly it worked and not a peep was heard from their room. This was the best moment of my day. My heart felt full and overflowing with love and I felt so deeply and truly blessed that this is my job (!!). I really love these kids so much and I’ve only known them for a couple months. It makes me so excited for when I have kids of my own and hope that I’ll be a good mother. I know I won’t have a shortage of love for them. I know that I’ll try my best to listen to them and to make sure they have everything they need.
Look how creepy I looked 😦
This is my no I’m not an asshole wearing sunglasses inside my dr told me I have to cause my dilated pupils are really sensitive to light right now look.