The world may be on fire, but for the first time in a long time, I’m not.
Tag Archives: depression
April 10th, 2017
Is this healthy or not? I honestly don’t even know. But it’s my way.
April 4th, 2017
Random thoughts betray you sometimes.
March 20th, 2017
This is a common tactic of mine, but it took me a while to realize I was doing it with what is probably the most tragic event of my life so far.
This came to me while I was listening to something someone else was saying in group therapy. An epiphany I didn’t share with the group because it was from my personal pain, not our shared experiences.
March 19th, 2017
I can’t imagine myself ever being a role model to anyone in any way.
January 22nd, 2017
nothing
January 17th, 2017
Between 2012 and 2014, I lost about 100 pounds. Since 2015, I’ve gained 60 of it back. It’s weighing on more than my joints and my belts.
December 13th, 2016
My (fairly justified) separation anxiety has given me coping mechanisms that sometimes make me worry that I’m a little too good at letting go of people when I need to.
What if it isn’t that I can put up the walls when I need to, but that I just can’t connect at all?
But apparently Kara believes this line of thinking is nonsense. So I’m probably just being too hard on myself. As usual.
December 11th, 2016
Healthy decision making.
November 27th, 2016
I kind of love laundry.