Mental Health Self-Therapy Journal
I had two good days last week. Two days a week is the most I’ve been able to get for the past few years. First, I blamed it on having heavy periods and other menstrual problems. I figured after a hysterectomy, my pain would leave. It hasn’t completely. Sometimes I feel as if I have... Continue Reading →
(Note: It’s taken me a week to write this, so it doesn’t reflect today’s much lighter mood. Today was the first time since last summer I was able to run errands in multiple places without feeling sick or like I was going to pass out. Yesterday, I did a bunch of work around the house... Continue Reading →
I started writing this last week: Most physical activity is a catalyst, which sucks, because I cannot get the exercise I need. Doing simple yoga stretches triggers painful spasms, so I sit and cry, because I don’t know if I will ever be able to do normal things again. I feel like my quality of... Continue Reading →
I have attempted to write this for a few weeks, but my concentration is limited and patience short. Since reporting all of these issues to my PCP last summer, I figured I’d be doing great by now, living a normal life. Boy, was I wrong! At this point, I am in fear that I may... Continue Reading →
At the moment of this writing, I am not feeling well at all. After having a few good days last week, that’s all I’ve been granted. Since keeping a food diary, I’ve noticeably grown super sensitive to foods that never particularly bothered me before or that now affect me on a whole new level. Some... Continue Reading →
The post title goes with the season, but it also fits what’s been on my mind. At the end of my post Sobriety & Isolation, I mentioned being haunted by mistakes. Imagine objects halfway buried in beach sand. The tide comes and goes, pushing the sand, eventually burying the objects completely so they’re unseen. Over... Continue Reading →
Considering I’ve isolated for the past year (and most of 2020) with minimal human interaction, I didn’t expect that I would talk so much at my first counseling appointment. The session was the initial intake via video with the VA psychologist. My morning wasn’t going so well, as I wasn’t feeling great physically or emotionally.... Continue Reading →
I began this writing a few weeks ago and have filled it in to update. Finally, I was able to speak to a VA counselor this week, and one of the first things I told her was a brief summary of Worst VA Doctor Experience. (The following day, I received a phone call informing me... Continue Reading →
Sobriety hasn’t been all it’s cracked up to be. I’m miserable and more depressed than ever, but it’s not because I miss alcohol. It’s because reality sucks, and I’m still sick. Alcohol and positive thoughts kept my mental health afloat for years. I have ditched them both in order to be the real me, which... Continue Reading →
This is going to be a rant, because I’m utterly pissed off!! I’ve decided that men are bad for my mental health. If I felt better, I would have walked off some of my irate feelings towards Florida’s abortion ban proposal in the Women’s March over the weekend. Besides governing women’s bodies, the downright creepiness... Continue Reading →
Free The Burden 