MORE OR LESS

I don’t remember the first time I thought, “man I wish I could be more…”. More classy, more beautiful, more funny, more smart, more stable, more serious. I’ve lost count of how often I wished I was less messy, less emotional, less sad, less weak, less random, less awkward. Seems I’m constantly wishing I had…

THE VALUE OF A LIFE

I felt for so long I was worthless. That nobody would love someone “like me”. When I say “like me” I mean someone with low self-confidence, emotional instability, overweight, and constantly comparing myself to others. But once I got all the emotionally challenging parts of my life behind me I started to realize I actually…

BULLY OFF! #AUTISM by Sonia Boue

Sonia is my first guest on Hastywords in quite awhile.  Please give her a warm welcome and help her share her story.   I’ve recently been a target of an attempt at bullying. I didn’t think this could happen to me, so I’m writing because I want to help others feel safer and stronger. I…

WE ARE ALL STRONG by Elaheh Bos

Around Valentine’s Day of this year my daughter told me she was going to celebrate strong women.  She said not everyone has a boyfriend and (she was 12) not everyone wants one.  So I thought let’s do it. So the question is simple.  If you were going to celebrate a strong independent woman in your…

INTERNET WARRIORS

  No site is safe for kids. Where there are a group of kids there will be pedophiles looking to groom them. You can watch over your kids shoulder all you want but having an ongoing conversation and giving them a clue as to what to look for gives them the power to help stop…

YOU – by S.L. Allen

YOU I wish that I were an artist, then I could create with more than just words, a portrait of you. I would use blues and golds and rose hues. I would blend soft brown, amber and gold to make the color of your eyes come alive. I would then take the color of honey,…

EVEN AFTER ALL THIS TIME

My Relationships Are Hard guest today is That Shameless Hussy. I waited far too long to post this story.  I remember reading it and not being able to shake the romance of it.  The idea two hearts can be so deeply connected and yet so wrong AND right for each other leaves me dizzy with…