This story is about everything I lost and everything I gained.
The venerable reality show kicked off its 31st season two weeks ago and came out of the gate with a bang, having brought back an assortment of former castaways. Survivor: Second Chance offers twenty familiar faces (handpicked by America) a shot at redemption.
Life is all about balance. Don’t beat yourself up over lying in bed watching funny movies all day. Make yourself a priority and don’t deny yourself the right to be an occasional couch dweller.
I am sorry to disappoint you all, but I am #TeamWoo.
ISFP: Doesn’t really like the manipulative gameplay and focusses more on buff fashion and shelter decor.
In having bipolar disorder, I always saw the world in a very black and white sort of way.
Depression is my Saturday mornings turning into Mondays and Mondays evolving into impossible. It is the ringing of an alarm every hour of the day.
So I say his name. So I say attack. So I say no because apparently when you say a word enough it loses its meaning and that must be why it happened.
I have been called everything from a slut to a liar – a victim to a survivor. But it’s the word, “victim” that has caused me the most pain.
“Benson was aware that he may die, and was bequeathing his personal possessions to his friend.”