Why I Blog

This week I have allowed friends of mine to know of and visit my blog. I have recieved positive feedback from all, but have also been posed with a question from each and everyone of them, why do you blog? It forced me to reminisce and think back to when I began my blog and discover the why. Why I started my blog has numerous answers, here are a few: I began my blog to follow in my talented sister's footsteps, I started my blog to inform my family of my going on's, I started my blog in order to write what I often cannot say, I started my blog to become in a small way like the character in the movie The Perfect Man (played by Hilary Duff), I continue to blog in order to free my mind of some of it's many thoughts and ramblings. These are a few of the reasons why I blog and will continue to do so.

What's wrong?

Is there a sense that triggers others to ask the question what's wrong? If there is I am triggering this sense incessantly this week. The first words out of nearly every individual's mouth to whom I speak with this week is the question what's wrong? Perhaps there is something wrong with me and I am the one that is unaware, or am I unknowingly repressing whatever is wrong with me, or am I in denial to myself that there is something wrong. I am clueless to which is the case that I am in or to what is wrong with myself this particular week. Who knows, really?

Therapy

What are your thoughts on therapy?
Personally, I always thought that it was for those in need of help and never placed myself in that category. My parents have said that they raised us to be independent and I try to live up to that.
Somehow every time I have gone and lived in the province of my choice on my own I returned to be diagnosed with yet another problem, that more often than not requires counseling.
I grew up fearing counselors or what my idea of a counsellor was. Television and novels can distort reality. I still have a small fear of counsellors, but am seeing more than one.
I do appreciate the services that the LDS church has set up. It makes a difference when the counsellor you are seeing understands your religious views, particularly if religion is a priority or large part in your life.
I find that I often learn more from my counselling sessions after they have happened and I am alone to ponder and think on them. It's like being asked a question and dicovering the answer hours or even days later. I have never thought about my own thoughts so much and am learning what their effect they have over me. Nothing in your mind merely effects the mind.
I am hoping that therapy will assist in my becoming the best me that can be, and perhaps along the way will assist in being more undersatnding and helpful in my choosen field of occupation.

What is it about Anatomy that makes it so hard?

I recently failed my anatomy midterm, along with over half of the class. You would think that with songs and cartoon shows that teach us that the neck bone connects to the shoulder bone and from the personal experience of living in an anatomical form that no individual could possibly fail anatomy, but just for the love of education someone decided to combine anatomy with physiology. Anatomy is the structure of the body, whereas physiology is the function(s) of said structures, not as easy as it sounds. To make it that much harder the forgotten language of Latin is often thrown in, just for fun. With the advice of a motivational speaker father I am now setting a goal to overcome and conquer this course, in other words Pass. I am creating and sticking to a plan of attack. I will not be derailed by my own body!