Hate Crime at Jerusalem’s Gay Pride Parade. 30 July 2015.

Yesterday, the city of Jerusalem (the Jewish side, of course) hosted their 12th Annual Gay Pride Parade and a horrific hate crime was committed. Haaretz news reported it this way: In the midst of Jerusalem’s Gay Pride Parade on Thursday, a “religious” Jew stabbed six people. The assailant was apprehended and it quickly became clear that he had committed an almost identical crime before going to prison for ten years, only to be released last month; free to vent his blood thirsty hatred again. A Haredi Jew (ultra-Orthodox) ran blindly into the crowd of about 3,000 people and started randomly stabbing anyone (more…)

Funny Story: Mojitos at the Auction.

Mojito recipe: Add a generous handful of dry mint leaves and a spoonful of sugar to a glass. Crush mint with a wooden spoon. Fill glass with ice. Add white rum, lime juice, and club soda. Stir and enjoy. #mojito   Photo by Skinny Girl Mojito When I was working in North Miami Beach, my employee was pressuring me to quote “be seen in the community“, to attend community events, pass out business cards, and schmooze. Therefore, I put on my best suit and headed to a charity auction at one of the most affluent organizations in Miami Beach. I only (more…)

When it’s good, it’s so good.

I was so myself tonite! (my old self, before David the abuse) I was awesome at work. I rang up customer after customer, made them laugh, made them feel good. I sold a record number of new credit cards. I handled the busy times with laughter and patience. My coworkers were happy to be around me. That was Rivka!!!!! I thought she was gone, but I guess I was wrong. Honey, it’s all good some days. Maybe I am getting better! Please share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to (more…)

Quick news. 21July2015.

I have so much going on right now that I can’t sit down and blog about it! A lot of it is good… I’ve been learning about marketing and branding, and using the info to tweak the look and functionality of this blog. More good news… I am getting Twitter followers left and right, and enjoying the fun stuff that Twitter has to offer. I know tweeting is probably 20 years old already, but I just got on board! Better late than never! Tweeting is fun – and it doesn’t require the commitment that writing requires. 140 characters and I’m on (more…)

Today’s Manipulative Love Letter from Ex-Boyfriend.

Unknown date, Nov 1987: My Beautiful Rebekah,     I love you more than anything I’ve ever known, I’ve said this bunch of times before because it’s true. Because I love you so much I’ll truly respect your decision and never bother you in any way. If we pass please don’t be rude or bitter, just smile and say hello or hi or something. I won’t try and talk or leave anymore notes I know how badly I fucked things up. I’ve been paying for some of those things for a long long time. This is pretty hard for me, I’ve finally driven (more…)

Allergies are compounding the anxiety and the depression.

Last post was crazy, off the deep end for me. I figured out that a large part of my bad mood and general physical complaints was from allergies. I ran out of my Zyrtec (allergy medicine) and I didn’t think it was a big deal. But my throat was burning, my eyes were watering, I felt grumpy and dizzy, and had spasmodic coughing; so I went to the 24-hour grocery store and bought allergy meds with my credit card. (I’m broke.) I hope it helps. I’ve been slightly more generous with the Xanax, too, now that I have a doctor’s appointment scheduled for (more…)

Journal. 13July2015. Coping With Funk.

Listen, I want to say that emotions pass (hopefully). This is, for me, a very dark post from a very dark place. I share this kind of crap because I hope that in the future, I will be able to proudly say, “Look what I overcame. Look how far I’ve come. I feel better now. I feel good.” blah, blah, blah. It could happen. . I haven’t been writing this week because I’ve been in a deep, dark funk. I don’t want to be here anymore. I want to stop existing. This is not the same as having suicidal thoughts, although (more…)