Thankful for…

I know I’m a bit late, but I had good reason.  My internet was down for the count and I am up in the smokey mountains down in Tennessee.  So things were not in my favor.  But I will make a list here of all the things I am thankful for. (not in order of importance)

  • My boyfriend, Brett
  • My mother
  • My brothers and sister
  • The fact that my “aunt” Carissa came home and will be getting help (in-patient rehab)
  • My “cousins” will have a good place to stay for that 60-90 day period where their mother is in rehab.
  • I am not homeless
  • I have a loving family
  • I have a future ahead of me
  • I do not know many people who are dead
  • My life, overall, is boring, and I am thankful for that.  No more drama please

Opening Up


I think what I need to do most with this blog is share all of my feelings…kinda like venting….I’ll try to post every day, but really, it’ll more be for me.  I don’t care if any of y’all read or like my posts….all I wanna do is get things out.  I need more people to talk to about this shit, and I don’t really feel like I can with most people, so blogging it seems to be the only way.  I would appreciate it if y’all would read it and maybe give me some of your insights.  Whatever y’all want, it’s up to you.  Alot has gone on in my life, but I realize that other people have had it wayyy worse than I have.  I can’t even imagine all the shit they have to go through.  But I do aknowledge that what happened to me is not right, not fair, but I don’t dwell on it at all, unless it is to help me with my future.  I’m going to write things down on a pad of post-its all day long til I get here, to post those things.  Sometimes they might be in bullet form with no explanations and others would be in paragraph form with very detailed descriptions.  I guess it’s time I got more personal in my blog.  So here I am, world! I’m opening up to all of y’all, so be nice. Starting tomorrow because today I have nothing really to say….

Phobias– What are yours?

So I’m doing a project in my psych class, where I have to research an anxiety disorder and then create a presentation followed by guidded notes to go wiht it.  The anxiety disorder I chose was phobias.  A phobia is an irrational fear of a situation or an object.  The cause of this is usually associated with brain chemicals (inbalances….), genetics and traumatic experiences.  You can also learn a phobia through observation of a family member or someone close to you.

Some symptoms are:

  • Feelings of dread/horror/terror.
  • Recognition that the fear goes beyond normal boundaries and actual threat of danger.
  • Reactions that are automatic and uncontrollable, practically taking over your thoughts.
  • Rapid heartbeat, shortness of breath, trembling and an overwhelming desire to flee the situation-all the physical reactions associated with extreme fear.
  • Extreme measures are usually taken to avoid the feared situation or object.

So I did some research on famous people who have phobias….people are afraid of some crazy shit… For instance, did you know that George Washington, our very first president, had a phobia of being buried alive?  I mean yea, that’s a pretty rational fear, and I’m sure everybody is afraid of that at some point.  But our buddy George took it to the extremes.  On his death bed in 1799, he made his attendants promise him that his body would be left out for two days, just in case he was still alive.  Now would any of y’all actually be that afraid of it?  Woody Allen is literally afraid of everything under the sun, including the sun (yea, he is actually afraid of sunshine).  Richard Nixon had a fear of hospitals, he thought that if he were ever to step foot into a hospital, he would never come out alive…. See I’m afraid of hospitals too…I mean you’re surrounded by death and sickness, who wouldn’t be afraid? But my fear does not go that deep….I just don’t like the smell, the smell of death and chemicals.  Alfred Hitchcock was afraid of eggs….how weird?  And my favorite actor of all time, Johnny Depp.  His phobia is of clowns….see Depp and I kinda share the same phobia….clowns.  Something about their painted on faces, that fake smile.  You never really know what they actually look like underneath their painted on faces… As Depp said, “…always seemed to be a darkness lurking just beyond the surface, a potential for real evil”. I definitely agree with him, there’s just something about clowns, that scare the living shit out of me.  So I must ask myself, why do I have a very strong urge to watch Stephen King’s It? No idea, guess I’m just asking for nightmares all night long.

So, now you know some famous people’s fears, you now know mine, what’s yours?  What do you fear so badly that you would do just about anything to avoid it?  Have you ever had to face that fear? Share your phobia story 🙂


Hello world!

Hey, my name is Kaitlyn.  You can call me Kait or Kaity or anything else you deem fit.  This is my first ever, like ever blog.  So I would appreciate some pointers….what do I write about?  My daily life?  Do I put in photos?  Photos of what exactly?  I write some poetry, so do I write down my poems?  Any and all suggestions are welcome…. Thanks y’all 🙂 have a nice night 🙂 I’ll be back on when I can be 🙂