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...
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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...
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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...
Go on...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...
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Triggers, Triggers, Triggers
I feel like Kanye who just can't understand the fish sticks joke.
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Triggers, Triggers, Triggers
I feel like Kanye who just can't understand the fish sticks joke.
Go on...The discomfort of confession
I was way more in touch with my pussy than I was with my emotions when we began, so we started there. Beginning with the physical vulnerability, which I found easier, inevitably helped break through years of emotional walls and...
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I am deciding not to be Hallo-whiney this year on my birthday.
Anecdotal, mental health14 Comments on I am deciding not to be Hallo-whiney this year on my birthday.
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.
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Parenting with a mental illness can be a roller coaster of suck
Guilt. My preferred, perfect poison. Always right there when I need it.
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