One thing about me is I will always have a burning, hateful passion towards Tuesdays. It started in high school, it's almost like I have a curse where every Tuesday is just a weird or miserable day. I coined the term Therapy Tuesday from the worst Tuesday I ever recall having. It was March of my senior year in high school and I had skipped my first period class for the hundredth time that semester to go over to my boyfriend's dad's house. Him and I came up with the idea that we would walk in late to school and claim we were at "therapy". I had a lacrosse game that night and my coach, who also happened to be my mother, had found out that I skipped class that morning and she had also found out the reason why, so I ended up being benched. We got home from the game and that's when I was really in deep trouble. I am not sure why I thought that it was such a good idea to first, skip class and second, skip class to sleep with my boyfriend. That was actually one of the dumbest things I could have done but you live and you learn. At a certain point into my sophomore year in college, I called my mom in a full out mental breakdown, on a Tuesday of course. I always told her I hate Tuesdays and she told me that it is all in my head, I have so much built up around Therapy Tuesdays because of one bad time in my life. We decided that I had to rebrand Therapy Tuesdays so it wasn't such a bad thing anymore. I started with dressing cute on Tuesdays (look good, feel good). Then I created a YouTube channel called Therapy Tuesdays which I never really followed through with. Now, I'm here starting a blog and this is my new, happy Therapy Tuesday.
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