Wednesday, March 15, 2023

NTS

 I married my best friend on March 8, 2023. I'm so excited to get our videos and photos back from our special day but I thought I'd announce it in this post until then.

Now that I'm a married lady (ayeee), I figured I should set up a list of things I want to achieve for myself this year. There's a lot of changes with becoming married despite us still living at my house. I feel like it's so easy for us to just lay in bed but I want to set up a routine for myself to try and do as much as I can despite being a chronically fatigued girl. 

I did get surgery on my mouth earlier this week so I'm not allowed to do too much movement and exercise for a couple of days but I hope I can at least add a work out to my daily routine. 

Below are what I hope are at least more realistic and achievable goals I feel like I'll be able to accomplish. 

  • Find time to work out for at least 30 minutes a day. Work out for at least 10 minutes on the days where you don't feel like moving at all. 
  • Cycle sync work outs.
  • Heal my gut and my mind. Meal prep for my lunches--increase vegetable intake again and increase proteins in my diet. 
  • Find ways to increase alertness and energy. 
  • Read at least 1 book a month 
  • Declutter my space: less is more. Try to go for a minimalistic wardrobe again, especially sharing a small closet space with John now. 
  • Budget! 50/30/20 rule. -- not really applicable but here's how I want to break things down.
    • Although my paychecks are inconsistent being an hourly employee, my goal is to still put in 50% into myself--in regards to: insurance, 401k, savings (one in BOA and one in my HYSA) 
      • Big picture: buying a home/investment property
    • 30% -- food and travel savings. John and I are big foodies and hope to travel more together in the future. 
    • 20% -- extra, play money but also continued savings when not needed. 
  • Journal at least 1x mo
  • Reduce unnecessary spending! Do I really need that BTS plush? 
  • Purge and deep clean space at least every 4-6 months. 

Wednesday, January 25, 2023

Mrs. Celestino

 

God, another how many months since my last entry. To be honest I haven't written because I started to pick up journaling through an actual journal again but I always tell myself it's easier to just type things out. But typing it here runs the risk for others to find it. Sure I can private it, but I also hope that one day this online journal can be found and shed some sense of reassurance to someone that they aren't alone. 

To catch up, again... I'm engaged! John and I had a trip to Northern California back in October 2022. It was originally a second trip to Napa with my cousins. We were supposed to all meet up from Oct14-16 but John told me he wanted to take the long way up through PCH and instead we left earlier on the 12th and stopped by Monterey, Big Sur, San Luis Obispo, and lastly Carmel. The first day honestly didn't start out the best. I woke up with intense vertigo and felt so bad it delayed the time we left by an hour. I popped some Dramamine but it didn't help me too much. Then on the freeway we missed our exit causing us to be stuck in DTLA traffic at 7am. Once that was all out of the way, I started to feel a little better. It's a little further back for me to recall every detail but we saw sea otters, elephant seals, and even hiked down a steep hill to be closer by the water. As our trip continued, we stopped by this private beach at the entrance to Carmel. It was a really short walk and it was a really gloomy day. John kept bringing up how Carmel was known for their sunsets and was really upset to see it was all gloom during our trip. We arrived to the private beach and just looked over the water. There were times where I noticed he'd try to get behind me and then put his hands in his pocket. In all honesty, my heart began to beat hard at this point as I started to question if he was going to propose. In the back of my mind I kept doubting it because I knew we'd be meeting up with my cousins later that trip! So I guess to me I was shy and didn't think it would actually happen.

We left and checked into this cute little cottage for our room for the next 2 nights. It was cute, spacious, and cozy with a little fireplace that we actually used a lot. It was a really cold day but I loved just spending time with John. Monday of that week we found out a new restaurant in Carmel opened that last Friday. We saw the owner and chef had an amazing culinary background having worked in multiple 3 star Michelin restaurants and said fuck it, let's go. We cancelled our first night's dinner at Cassanova, a popular and safe restaurant in Carmel, to try this place out. The waiters, the wife who attended to our table, the food, having the owner and head chef come up to our table to talk to us was insane. We've never experienced such service! We ordered so much food between the two of us along with all their desserts and before we knew it Monique, Chef Johnny's wife, comes up to our table and leans forward and asks us if we'd like to tour the kitchen. John and I turned to each other with a ?!?! expression on our faces and said yes (who wouldn't pass down this opportunity?!?!). Monique stands up and says, "Okay, let me talk to my husband and ask if it's okay". When she leaves John and I are having a huge wtf moment with each other also because we realized both Monique and Chef Johnny were drawn to the two of us throughout the night and Monique especially saw something in us worthy enough to be offered a tour of the kitchen--even without talking to Chef Johnny about it yet! Earlier that evening when Chef Johnny came outside, mind you this is already an hour into our dinner, we noticed he approached our table and one other. We could tell the other table he approached was a table of old friends as they were comfortable talking to each other and were catching up about the kids. When he came up to our table it was some small talk, he asked where we're from, what dishes we're enjoying, what brings us there (said we were celebrating our 7 year anniversary lol), etc. And then he walks back. Before we knew it, Monique comes out saying she talked to Chef Johnny and he agreed to give us a tour at the end of the night. We weren't rushed to finish our food or anything, in fact we still had all the desserts still to come. Throughout the night the staff would check in on us etc and before you know it Monique comes back to ask if we're ready for our tour. We excitedly stand up and she walks us to the kitchen and introduces us to Chef Johnny who then says, "Oh yes, we met outside earlier!" (Still crazy we caught their attentions for different reasons and here we are, the four of us side by side about to walk through the kitchen). He shows us around, shows us this 110 lb tuna in the freezer ready to be served the following day, etc. At the end of our tour, still behind the counter, Monique asks if we want a picture with Chef Johnny. Obviously we couldn't turn that offer down. While she takes it she says,  "You guys are our first guests taking a picture behind the kitchen!" Albeit they just opened their restaurant the last Friday, it's so crazy to know we were offered this opportunity. We still follow their IG page and honestly til this day we haven't seen people post pics with them and Chef Johnny behind the kitchen, it's usually him standing next to their table. Not to toot our own horns or anything haha. John and I walk back to our hotel after dinner talking non-stop about what just happened. How perfect the whole day went but especially our first night in Carmel. Chef Johnny had asked us if we plan to come back the following night but we already had plans at 7:30 at Aubergine so said no but for the rest of the night leading to the following morning that was all we talked about. 

We woke up the following day, still talking about the night before. I keep nudging John and hinting that we should stop by again before our dinner but from that morning carried over to our lunch together, he was so adamant about going to the beach at 5:30. I ended up messaging Chez Noir's IG to ask if we could do a walk in because their reservations for the day was full. We said we'd just come for a couple dishes that we didn't order the night before and Monique said they don't do walk ins but to come in at 5 and she'd SIT US PERSONALLY. Felt very cool. The rest of the afternoon I notice John's super panicky on his phone but playing it off that it's a work related thing. Which made sense cause it was a Thursday and God knows there's always something going on with work for him. I kept trying to push to go back to Chez Noir and that's literally all that was going on in my mind. That and I felt bad if we didn't get to Chez Noir by 5 because that's when Monique said to come. John eventually says it's fine and he said we could just go to the beach at 4:30. We left at 4:15 and headed to another beach, to be closer and less rushed to go to Chez Noir. It was a different beach from what John had originally thought of. I was so confused why he was so adamant because it was gloomy and no way we'd be able to catch a sunset, but just followed through. 30 minutes before leaving I ask my friends the same thing along the lines of "Guys tell me John isn't proposing today because he's so adamant on going to the beach when it's gloomy". Of course, no one responds. But my mind is so preoccupied about him not proposing because we're meeting up with my cousins and because I keep thinking about eating at Chez Noir one last night HAHA.

We get there and it's pretty empty where we get to except for one guy fairly up the hill with a picnic basket set up and sitting alone. We hold hands and he offers to carry my slippers cause I was struggling in them. We get to the water and just look out and talk about whatever and how happy we are with how our trip is going. He starts doing that thing again where he steps behind me, put his hands in his pockets, plays with his fingers making two circles with his thumb and index fingers etc. Here's the part where I began to blank out so forgive me for the lack of details. I see him pulling something out from BEHIND his pant button lol and then he takes out a small pink box, takes a step back,  gets down on one knee and I begin saying "omg" and he starts with "you're my best friend..." and I honestly cannot recall what else happened. Then I see the guy in the distance stand up and get closer and I realized it was our photographer. He introduces himself and we take a couple of pictures. I soak in the moment then I remember we have to leave soon to get to Chez by 5 HAHA. I look back and wish we weren't rushed so we had more pictures, that I didn't have my bag in the pictures, that I had my shoes on etc. But honestly, I look back at that now and there's really nothing I would change about how I got engaged. I feel like not having my shoes on and my purse on when it happens just paints how candid everything was. I no longer have any regrets about what could have been changed because at the end of the day, I'm engaged to my person. My favorite person on this planet. 

We rushed over to Chez Noir and was greeted with a free glass of champagne and everyone welcoming us back. John's still looking for parking and Monique asked about how our day is going and I share that we just got engaged. John gets to the table and Monique personally congratulates us and next thing you know the staff comes up to us one by one congratulating us haha! Monique also shared her engagement story with us too. Word got around so fast and when he had the time, Chef Johnny came out as well to congratulate us. We are no longer rushed to scarf down food this time and before we head out, we see Monique inside leaning over the counter that divides the dining room to the kitchen and signal us to hold on for one second. We wait for her and she comes out with a signed menu from that evening saying "Congratulations on your engagement!! Can't wait to cook for you again." signed Johnny Black. OMG can you believe that?! Still in awe, we park our car in front of our hotel and begin walking to Aubergine. It was also an unforgettable meal but I was lowkey getting full since we ate right before so couldn't enjoy it 100%. 

Then the following morning we check out and meet with my cousins at Napa. Long story short, they knew about this plan. Alexis bought "engaged" balloons and hung them up at our Airbnb and it was such a sweet gesture. The rest of our trip was spent fine dining and wining. This was one of the best moments of my life despite the rough start we had that literally just lasted 2 hours haha. 

John, I cannot wait to be your wife. Thank you for this amazing weekend and I can't wait for our next adventure together. 

Wednesday, July 20, 2022

Let's Catch Up

 Well shit. It's been roughly 4 months since my last post and there's so much to catch my ~5 viewers on. I passed my Occupational Therapy board exams on March 24th, got a couple job offers and ironically chose the furthest one I applied to and am now dreading the drive through traffic. In terms of my career, I know I can be tough on myself but now I feel like I can slow it down a little and give myself grace when I feel overwhelmed and need a break. If I don't know the answer to something, that's okay. Literally Google it or ask one of your coworkers. It's fine to not know everything right away. Money? Will always be an issue for me. I grew up with not much and was constantly comparing my life with the people I've grown up with in Walnut. I'm making an honest living yet am always upset that I'm not making more. Wake up Char. You'll always want what you don't have. But honestly I'm happy and proud of myself for pushing through and finishing school and doing something I genuinely enjoy. OT is fun. But my debt? Not fun. The future? Scary. Being able to afford the future I want? Seems pretty unattainable to be quite honest. But the biggest shock of them all? I fell in love with BTS. LOL. 

Apart from the greatness that is finally being a big working girl, I've had a lot of intrusive thoughts the past couple of months. Maybe it's another slap of reality reminding me we aren't immortal. Seeing the people I love suffer, get older, and struggle and wanting to be better for and with them yet wanting to run away to not have to deal with anything is the constant battle in my head. I've thought about my death a lot lately. No intensions of harming myself, but just having this feeling that my time is coming to an end sooner than I think. There's a lot of factors that go into it but I don't know, I feel like I'm no longer scared to die. Like I've lived my life the way I've lived through it the past 26 years and can find comfort with what I've done in this lifetime. I know there's still so much I have left to do and want to do, and I genuinely hope I can experience that freedom sometime in the future but to be honest, it feels almost selfish for wanting to put myself first. Knowing how much my parents have sacrificed for me, how much John loves me, etc. I just feel such a big weight on me and feel like I'm drowning because I'm fighting through it alone and don't want anyone worrying about me. I'm getting tired. 

I know this is something I need to stop but I seek comfort through the people in my life. Even if it just means talking to someone to remind me that hey there's life outside of the negatives your mind is making you believe. Not even to distract me or anything, and I don't need them to tell me life is great. I just find comfort in talking to people. I've been trying to make an effort to reach out to old friends that I've grown apart from even if it means spending money to grab a bite to eat (D:, I'm poor). But honestly I genuinely want to make meaningful connections with people again. I think that's something I miss having in high school, albeit it's so much easier to maintain friendships because you see the same people every day. Maybe I also just felt a lot more confident about myself back then, but I miss having friends in different cities that I could just hit up. Also COVID still being in full swing and my paranoia over it doesn't help. Also maybe it's just my upbringing of being an only child but I'm always yearning for company. It can be considered my toxic trait because I feel like I'm annoying people for wanting to talk and ask them about their day. Is it weird that I constantly want my alone time yet yearn for someone to talk to at the same time?

I want to get back into journaling, maybe not through this blog but in a book where I can be even more candid and unapologetic. Maybe that's what kept me sane throughout high school. I have journals filled with my thoughts and maybe that's why I didn't constantly seek attention from others because I word vomitted in 5 different journals in 3 years. There's a lot of me I know I need to work on and I hope journaling and shadow working will allow me the opportunity to rediscover myself and heal from the inside out. I want to find someone who has that same want for themselves to be a form of accountability or just aa friend to go through this with, but the reality is it may not be their time to do so. That it's mine and I need to be willing to go through this alone if I have to. 

Back to my newfound love for BTS, honestly they are one of the biggest things bringing me joy the past 3-4 months since giving them a chance. Despite their hiatus announcement, they have so many things out that I can binge on until the time comes they get back together. J-Hope came out with a new solo album and his song "Safe Zone" has been resonating with me. The world and our minds are constantly in motion, sometimes bringing us down, leading to self destruction but we need to ask ourselves, "where's my safe zone?" As he's referenced, in video games there are safe zones you can go to to rest without enemies attacking you. So we should reflect on what our safe zones are. Where can we go to turn off the noise around and within us to breathe? How can we find a way to heal, like genuinely heal, and not just avoiding something? I hope to be able to work hard enough to discover a safe zone for myself. 

I don't know when the next time I'll write in here will be, but I hope when I come back I've at least put in some effort in bettering myself and my life. I hope I'm at least a little happier when I come back.

Much love, 

Char


p.s it bothers me so much that my last post was uploaded the way it did on March 1st, I'd edit it but I don't want to lose the original date. It's all ugly and randomly highlighted haha oh well. 

Tuesday, March 1, 2022

I'm Tired-Labrinth & Zendaya

Hey Lord, You know I'm tired
Hey Lord, You know I'm tired
Hey Lord, You know I'm tired of tears
Hey Lord, just cut me loose

The past couple of weeks have felt like an eternity. To be quite honest, I am tired. The season finale of Euphoria just ended and this song has been on repeat all day. The lyrics are so simple yet have resonated with me in so many ways. I am numb, I have broken down in tears at random hours of the day, I am exhausted yet cannot rest. It all started with anxiety prior to my board exam which then spiraled into awakening my dormant depression. My waves of sadness naturally came and went but it has not been this bad since getting off the pill December of 2020. I genuinely do not want to be here. 

Hey Lord, You know I'm fighting
Hey Lord, You know I'm fighting
I'm sure this world is done with me
Hey Lord, You know it's true

This song has brought me to tears because I feel its emotion. It feels so raw. As previously mentioned, the days feel so stretched out that it feels like I've been in this state for months and it amazes me that it's only been 3 weeks. I feel like I've pushed people away the whole month of January and slowly began to enjoy entertaining my thoughts and finding content in being alone. The fog of February showed me the unhealthy side of it and I just started breaking down day by day. My anxiety has found its way into my dreams. Almost every night of February I've been having dreams I know are rooted in my anxiety. I've even had a night where it was so bad I was crying in my sleep. John woke me up and after I went back to sleep, had another bad dream. My negative thoughts have returned and I feel almost sure the world may be better without me. Like I'm an embarrassment and a failure. Today I met with a new doctor to discuss my anxiety and depression. I want to feel hopeful in this because this is my fight. This is me taking the first step of regaining my power. I know I deserve to be here and I know I am loved and wanted. I am worthy. I have the rest of my life to live and won't let my anxiety and depression win this battle. 

Hey Lord, You know I'm trying
Hey Lord, You know I'm trying
It's all I got, is this enough?
Hey Lord, I wanna stay
Hey Lord, You know I'm fighting
Hey Lord, You know I'll find it
I don't know when or how today
Hey Lord, I'm on my way



Monday, January 3, 2022

But I miss you just the same 

I feel as though I've struggled through it alone 

& feel left out of the FaceTimes, the calls, and the get togethers 

I will always remember you 

But I want to remember you with others as well 

& celebrate the life you've lived 

I still find a part of you in my everyday life 

But why do I feel distant from others at the same time 

Like I'm losing my sisters and really am alone 

Wednesday, December 15, 2021

 for I sit in the dark 

searching the spark 

for the woman I worked so hard to be

for the woman who started to feel free 


she had a taste of freedom 

what it was like to be her own 

she cried in peace, with no one to please

danced through the floors as she was blown


from music of those and her own


a square footage of peace 

that always put her mind at ease 

with a new list of responsibilities 

that still, never hid any possibilities 


I grieve for the woman I worked so hard to be

signed a letter of condolence to no addressee 

I know she is somewhere near

waiting for the all clear 


to come out once again 

with no abstain

and no refrain

free from pain 


-C.L


Tuesday, December 7, 2021

I Thought I Was Better

 I promise you I was okay, for the most part. Despite my last couple of entries here. Mentally, I thought I was stronger. I may not be where I was last year, and these negative thoughts did not start as early as they did the last couple of years that's for sure. But I guess sometimes things are too good to be true. It's so hard to not worry about the future... Where I'll be in 6 months, my boards, being able to pay off my loans, find a ~big girl~ job, lose weight again, clear my skin, be mentally stronger, will I be a fiancĂ© anytime soon?! haha there's so many things that are about to unravel in 2022 and I'm honestly a little scared. The thought of everything is starting to honestly shut my body down. 

I have 1.5 weeks left of fieldwork and I've been starting to study for my NBCOT exam. I spend a lot of time in front of the screen but wonder if I'm even truly studying. Am I really understanding anything I'm reading? Some things don't really click well. I don't know if it's because I feel like I cannot fully commit to it yet because I am in fieldwork. I don't know if it's just because I need to reteach myself how to study. Am I studying too early? I don't know what it is. I think I'm just slowly falling into that slump that I usually feel around this time of the year. I just feel like isolating myself from everyone again. I don't feel like socializing. I don't feel like myself. I hate so much about myself right now actually. I feel like no one wants me around. I don't know what it is. 

Anyways, I wish I had someone who could sit me down and help me study. Talk to me, quiz me, ask me about what I'm learning so that I could verbally recite it and teach someone about what I'm learning to reassure me that I actually am studying... but as of right now I am tired. my mind is tired. I dont even know if anything I am typing makes sense honestly. I dont feel like these sentences are flowing. 

I don't care.

I don't know. 

I really thought I was doing better.