Mental Health Self-Therapy Journal
Something has changed within me, and I’m not sure what exactly. Summertime has always been my favorite season, and the beach is a place I normally visit several times a week. I can’t get enough of being outdoors in the sunlight and being active, all of which helps depression. This summer, I’ve been to the... Continue Reading →
This self-therapy blog isn’t just about depression, eliminating alcohol and sharing my emotions, actions, and personal details here. The past six months have been a healing process in many ways. If I want to live a happy life, I need to heal from the things that made me feel icky; and for now, I don’t... Continue Reading →
There are some things I haven’t mentioned about Picasso, and other things I found out about over time. Something must be wrong with me to put up with any of his unacceptable behavior. I couldn’t be that lonely, could I? My self-esteem was shot, because I was struggling in other areas of my life. Every... Continue Reading →
(The events with Picasso may not be in chronological order.) Things were never hunky-dory with Picasso 100% of the time. I honestly don’t know how in the hell I ever put up with any of it, never mind for two-and-a-half months! Big Liar’s death was only weeks prior, so maybe that had something to do... Continue Reading →
Big Liar’s death affected me in many ways. I thought about his last strange phone call two nights prior to his body being found, and how I thought he sounded different, pondering if he planned his death. Many times he told me of his depression, so it wasn’t doubtful. No one knew for over six... Continue Reading →
The events with Big Liar lasted intermittently over the course of about two years. Alcohol had to be the only reason I fell into his trap, because now that I’m sober, I couldn’t tolerate it for a single second. Anyone that met Big Liar, especially women, agreed he’s charming and young at heart. He towers... Continue Reading →
The most miserable camping trip with Big Liar is one that I’ll never forget. I’d already lost trust in him, so why did I agree to this? The only thing I can think of is I wanted to do something so badly, and since I had no one else to do it with, Big Liar... Continue Reading →
In my last post, I had mentioned a variety things that I was dealing with during the worst time of my life. I was dealing with a multitude of complete mindfucks. One of the things I didn’t elaborate on was this statement: “During that time, someone I cared a lot about did some really awful... Continue Reading →
I have avoided dredging up this story for a long time, because it’s not just one story. It is several stories intertwined into one long, drawn-out and unnecessary pile of shit due to horrible people I met, an inefficient legal system, and poor decisions. It was the worst time of my life, and it lasted... Continue Reading →
I’ve come to the realization that I’m depressed again, and when I’m feeling content for too long of a period, this tends to happen. What I mean by content is not exactly happy and not exactly sad, but somewhere in the middle. However, I’ve been finding myself crying far too much lately and thinking about... Continue Reading →
Free The Burden 