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I’m With Her

If you follow me on social media, this will not shock you.

I’m With Her!

I proudly cast my vote today for Hillary Clinton. God willing, tomorrow we will have elected the first female President!

I'm With Her

I wore this suit jacket in 2008 when President Obama won. I wore it again today for a Hillary win!

 

I support Hillary Clinton for many reasons. I’m a lifelong Democrat, so that’s no shocker. And obviously I’m thrilled to see a women busting her way through the glass ceiling. I clearly remember stupid arguments with boys in school about how a woman could never be president because of…. P M S! Such bullshit.

I just wish my grandma were here to vote for her as well. I know she would be over the moon! And she never missed an election. She was very proud to vote and instilled that value in us.

I’m for Hillary Clinton. She stands up for American values. She cares. She listens to those around her. She doesn’t let all the shit hold her back. She gets knocked down and springs right back up. The fact that she isn’t curled in a ball in her bed like I feel like doing when I’m knocked down is just amazing to me.

Too many times, I let failures and setbacks dictate stupid shit.

Hillary goes for her goals no matter how many times people try to knock her down. She steps up to the podium and says DEAL ME IN!

Well you know what?!

I need to take a page from her playbook.

I want my girls to look back on their childhood and see their mom as fearless and unstoppable.

And I want them to grow up in a world where they aren’t held back because of anything.

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I’m With Her!



This is 46? This can’t be right.

I haven’t been myself lately. Something is not quite right. 

 

Perimenopause can suck it. 

 
I had a birthday a few weeks ago. It was lovely. A day of celebration for Mother’s Day as well. A double celebration. Family, food and love. 
 
But underneath the smiles and hugs, I was struggling to stay afloat. It was an irrational sadness. Like someone was stepping on my happy self. 
 
None of the happy things I like to do was helping. I wasn’t even interested in them. 
 
I had no patience for anything. Downright grouchy. Susceptible to bursting in to tears or growling at someone at any moment.
 
 
I really wanted to just curl up under a blanket and read or watch movies. I wanted a cocoon, where I could hide from life for a few weeks. 
 
Of course, being who I am, that’s not exactly a wise plan of action. Or inaction. I have things to do. I don’t have time for a long term funk! 
 
Nevertheless, the funk was hanging on tight. I just couldn’t shake the cloud I was under. And then to kick things up a notch, my anxiety decided to climb aboard. It was a party for my emotional dysfunctions. 
 
I was holding on to gratitude like a life-raft. Just focus on the good things and keep going, Lex. 
 
I thought maybe I need to go to counseling. I was getting annoyed with myself. 
 
And then. 
 
Finally I emerged from the drowning despair. 
 
I realized the culprit in this puzzle. 
 
 
 
 

Hormones. 

 
My god, how long is this going to last? As if the hot flashes aren’t bad enough?
 
As if living through years of monthly cramps, headaches, dealing with periods, pregnancy, and postpartum aren’t bad enough for us women? This is quite the bitter cherry on top. 
 
Well, at least I know I’m not going crazy. 
 
But oh wait, it’s starting all over again. Here come the hormones. 
 
And the grouch. 
 
Hormonal Lex

Back Away Slowly

 
Please tell me I’m not crazy. This is a real thing right? What can I do besides just smile through it and hope for the best?