Heart of a Virgin, Mind of a Whore

I don't even know how to start this one. Maybe ill just say "OUCH!" because that is what sparked it all. I think I have talked about in blogs past how I have struggled with a ongoing back injury since 2009. It is usually pretty tame but when it flares up it KILLS me! Well anyways I got a massage a little over a week ago from this woman named Shandy. My mom and sister have gone to her a couple of times and have told me the horrible stories of the painful things she does in order to relieve muscles of the pain. Well I went to her last week, sweating profusely before I even got there cause I was so nervous and she assured me that if I just communicate with her that she would do it lightly. Well after I got done I walked out like a dog with its tail between its legs because it was so painful, like I had bruises all over my back. But as she was massaging me she wast telling me there were numerous types of stress that our muscles hold onto. She said mine was emotional stress th

God. Reason with me here. I was reflecting last night on my life, recent events and even just the big picture and this is not where I saw myself at 23. God I know that you didn't create me for ordinary and that is exactly what I feel like I am living. I know that you are taking me on an adventure, I know that, but this just feel ordinary. There is NOTHING wrong with ordinary, but I don't feel like it is for me. I was at work yesterday and I was talking to a client. She was saying that she moved here from san fransicso and that she used to where heels every day and now she wears nothing but pajamas. Then I started thinking about how someone recently referred to me as pajama Anna. Anyone that knew me 6 months ago would have never said that about me, I have always been one to express myself through fashion and style and as of lately I don't feel the need to. I know it has to do with living in redding but I shouldn't change me. Like today I decided to wear heels to work, an

This blog will be a little lighter than that recent ones, I hope. It is just my thoughts, struggles, and learning process of debt. First off, I think that credit, loans, and finances is something they should def teach in depth in highschool. It was not taught when I went, not that I know of anyway, and it has affected my life in a negative way. Now I am not going to act like this wasn't TOTALLY my fault and I should have been the one to educate myself on this, but at the naive age of 18 that didn't sound too fun. So my point being in this paragraph is there should be better education on finances. Alright, here we go. So when I was 18 I was given a credit card with about a 700 dollar limit. So my parents said "here, this will help you build your credit" and so I thought ooooo spending money will help me in some way. Well lets see, 4 years of that later and now being hit with actually making the payments I am a little freaked and frustrated. I have been paying off my ig