Category Archives: random

Kiwis are delicious. I don’t know why I don’t buy them more often. I’m going shopping.   p.s.— I also love bananas.  ©2019 what sandra thinks

I was just thinking… Does everyone have pet words? I do and I hate them. Maybe I shouldn’t use the term ‘pet words‘ because generally, people like their pets. But I do not like my pet words. Mine are all … Continue reading →

Here’s more shame, humiliation, embarrassment, and loneliness. And I think this one is even longer than part one. Sorry, loves. … continued from here … I guess on some level, there is love between my husband and me. But I … Continue reading →

I fought with myself over this post. It’s hard for me to talk about this because it upsets me so much. But keeping it all inside is no different. It’s still there… making me feel shame, humiliation, embarrassment, and loneliness. … Continue reading →

Deep blue eyes. Thanks, Dad. Excessive worrying. Thanks, Mom. Hmm… and Dad. Dark circles under my eyes. Thanks, Dad. Deep love for coffee. Thanks, Mom and Dad. Late night cravings for potato chips. Thanks, Mom. Love of all things cheese. … Continue reading →

Fuck. My favorite word. But I’ve posted about that before. Anyway… I’m obsessed with this song right now. By Flora Cash. It’s about anxiety. So I guess it was written for me. I’m just kidding. I’m not that self-centered. They … Continue reading →

I hide things. Not in a literal sense. Well, I guess there are a couple of things I hide in a literal sense… my chocolate stash, my adult toy. But the non-literal hidden things—they are mostly embarrassing as hell. I’m ashamed, … Continue reading →

When I was a kid, I didn’t always stand up for myself. [I still often don’t.] I’d let things slide. I’d go along with things I didn’t want. I figured no one would like me if I spoke up. My … Continue reading →