Just fucking talk about it

We can all get pretty caught up in our heads. Problems with no obvious solutions become bigger, scarier problems and it begins to get so overwhelming you feel hopeless and defeated, and then you finally, with shaking hands and tears in your eyes, talk to someone about it. You give it a voice, let it …

Go on…Just fucking talk about it

Radical Self Love

  Untitled Document.   It taunts me. That empty space, begging to be filled. To be created, to become something tangible and real. Knowing it would make me feel better to just purge something onto a page, anything, just exorcise some demons.    I think I am afraid of it. Afraid of what I will …

Go on…Radical Self Love

When a face oil heals more than skin deep – a review

    c/w: mental health, triggers Scent is a funny thing, isn’t it? The mere whisper of a familiar smell can instantly take you back to place where all of your other senses are triggered. The smell of an ocean breeze can send you to a place in your head where you can hear the …

Go on…When a face oil heals more than skin deep – a review

I’m okay

c/w: anxiety, mental health. If you have anxiety, you can probably relate to the nonsensical mess that runs through your head when you are feeling it heavy. If you don’t, I try here to offer a little insight into the running dialogue in my head when mine gets the better of me.    Sitting at …

Go on…I’m okay

I wrote a letter to my younger self and it was cathartic af

I originally published this on my SFW blog last Fall, but didn’t realize I hadn’t shared it here as well. CW: contains mentions of depression and suicide   Depression is notorious for killing your motivation and creativity, so a few weeks ago I was trying to force myself to do something, anything, to help get that …

Go on…I wrote a letter to my younger self and it was cathartic af

That fucking blanket

Having a mental illness is often a lonely feeling. In my experience, depression, anxiety and PTSD, whether separately, or some magical bullshit combines them together into a cocktail of distinct and almost comforting isolation. I struggle with this because I find it effortless to melt into that loneliness and isolation as it is easier and more …

Go on…That fucking blanket

A fundamental fear of happiness

I started the day like most Thursdays, excited because it was date night and a little anxious but eager to go to therapy. As I was getting my medication out for the day, I realized I wasn’t dying to get to therapy like I usually am by Thursday morning. I don’t really have any friends …

Go on…A fundamental fear of happiness

Shame, shame, go away…

Like chemicals permeating the soil into the water below, shame can poison your core values. It can affect the way you think about the world and yourself, the way you live, the way you don’t live, even if you are not aware of it.

%d bloggers like this: