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 …
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 …
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 …
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 the …
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
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 …
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 …
What did I want to do on my birthday? I want to do something that will make me feel good about myself. I want to feel sexy and beautiful and feminine.
