In life there are the haves and the have nots. That can be people and that can mean things, or even experiences. Currently, I am a little caught up in this conundrum. It very well could be due to the fact that I am bouncing between mania and depression, and my brain is not processing… Continue reading The Haves and the Have Nots
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Making the Most of My Appointments
I often find myself in a place where I have far more to say than my time limit allows when visiting with my doctors. This often frustrated me in the past. I am a person of many words (as I am sure you have picked up on) and I always seem to have quite a… Continue reading Making the Most of My Appointments
Guilt: The Dark Monster
I sat on the couch and I looked at the chair. Sitting on the chair was an enemy of mine. I refused to make eye contact. I just could not look that way. I was told to address this enemy, speak to it, interpret what is being said, let it soak in. In all actuality… Continue reading Guilt: The Dark Monster
Outside My Comfort Zone
When we venture outside of our comfort zones things can get a little wonky. We end up existing in uncharted waters, in a field that is foreign to us, on a land that feels weird beneath our toes. And you know sometimes being out of our comfort zone hurts. It hurts physically, as you experience… Continue reading Outside My Comfort Zone
Modifying Routine to Establish Balance
Boy, I am tired. Writing today is quite the struggle this afternoon. All I can think about right now is taking a nap. Do you think that if I curl up under my desk the office will notice that I am missing? I think that when I start to snore, that will be a dead… Continue reading Modifying Routine to Establish Balance
Rewriting Old Narratives
I sat before my therapist yesterday and I listed off several things that I wanted to work on during our sessions. The two big ones were how my past relationships are still affecting me and my negative body image issues. We started to work on the past relationships. I was in relationships where I was… Continue reading Rewriting Old Narratives
The Power of a Hug
After a nice early morning walk with my friend, I made the decision to dress it up a little bit for work. I work in a place where the dress code is lax and casual. However, I passed on the jeans and flannels and I decided that I would wear my nice green dress, tights… Continue reading The Power of a Hug
