The Converses were made for walking (actually they weren’t because I need more arch support).
May 12th, 2014
Tag Archives: confessional
May 11th, 2014
When describing this to a loved one, I told her this was the way a person suffering from Depression’s brain lies to them. Anxiety makes you fear the worst, despite all evidence to and desire for the contrary. Depression sometimes makes you wish for it.
But it isn’t real. And I don’t listen.
May 9th, 2014
Our shared insomnia has always made bonding with my mother easy.
May 5th, 2014
See? I TOLD you I was good at interviews.
May 4th, 2014
Practicing mindfulness. Occasionally succeeding.
April 29th, 2014
Wherein I admit my weird love of the kindle’s female text-to-speech voice.
Why yes, I DID enjoy the movie “Her”
April 28th, 2014
It’s hard not to get job interview anxiety, even though I am an excellent interviewer.
Though I’m apparently terrible at drawing buses.
April 26th, 2014
Sometimes it’s easy to forget that alcohol is a Depressant.
April 24th, 2014
In the shower, thinking the thoughts.