Look At This Madness

Every time I hear 'Hey there Delilah' by the Plain White T's,  it takes me back to when I was 15 years old and dating a guy I was certain I would marry. We were in a long distance relationship for a year and a half and this was basically our song - well for me it was.  When I was 15 I thought I had my whole life planned, well, not so much. I will be turning twenty-two in September and I am more lost now then I have ever been. Truth is, I didn't expect to get pregnant, married, divorced, to living with my daughter at my parent's house, in less than two years.  Sounds crazy, right? Now I am struggling to be a mom, figure out who I am and how I am going to make a living for my daughter and myself.  In the last year it almost seems my identity has escaped me. Who am I besides a mom? What were my relationships like before I had my daughter? What do people talk about when they don't have kids? These questions aren't necessarily bad but I'd like t...

This morning my face was exceptionally rosy and I came up with the (horrible) idea of making a cinnamon, water, and peppermint extract mixture. The idea was to use it as a sort of toner in hopes of settling down the redness.  This has been one of my least brightest moments in life because seconds later my face was burning and bright red. Please take note: PEPPERMINT EXTRACT WILL NOT REDUCE REDNESS OF THE SKIN. IT ISN'T A BAD IDEA TO GOOGLE THIS BEFORE FINDING OUT THE HARD WAY LIKE I DID. Anyway, I had work today and  did not want to show up looking like a literal red head, so for once I decided to put on all my makeup. (I have 90% stopped wearing makeup all together except for on rare occasions like today). This has been the result: My mum was staring at me in a funny way so I finally asked why. "You just look so pale and your lips are so dark... I'm not used to seeing you like this." To which I responded, "That's because my face is normally makeup-less...