Writing is my therapy.
It took years for me to recognize that many of my friendships throughout my life were toxic. Some of them were even outright abusive on some levels, but I put up with it out of loyalty. That is what I was conditioned to do. Therapy has taught me that we treat ourselves according to how... Continue Reading →
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Medically speaking, nothing much has changed since I last posted. The biggest concern is weight loss and lack of appetite, even though I force myself to eat. Otherwise, life has remained the same, except new medication allows me to sleep better, as well as awaken without wishing I was dead each day. Life is bearable... Continue Reading →
Now that I’m sober, I didn’t think I would gaslight my creep detector until I recently found myself in an uncomfortable and vulnerable situation in the privacy of my own backyard. This is something I needed to discuss in counseling, because it was a traumatizing experience. No matter how much I think I set boundaries,... Continue Reading →
Little has changed. Sitting here, minding my own business, trying to survive… Yet, I STILL get bothered by creepy people crawling out of the woodwork, like cockroaches during a heavy rain. A few weeks ago, on a Sunday morning, I received a text from a number I didn’t recognize, asking how I was. The area... Continue Reading →
Free The Burden 