Mental Health Self-Therapy Journal
While all of the other craziness was going on with Insta-Psycho and the restaurant incident, I was also dealing with another issue without even leaving my own home. This is a person I’ve written about before and thought the book was closed, but it has another chapter or two. I will post the backstory about this at another... Continue Reading →
When I say people’s energy affects me in debilitating ways, I’m not joking. By staying away from most everyone right now, it’s helping to heal some things that I wasn’t even aware existed. I suppose that the drinking I’d done in the past was a bandaid that dulled my senses to feel everything around me.... Continue Reading →
Being disposable means being replaceable, and typically in these types of relationships, you will probably be replaced pretty quickly. Obviously, differences in relationships that are friends-with-benefits and Tinder hookups are disposable. But have you ever felt disposable in an actual relationship, as if it could end at any given moment, because you don’t feel like the... Continue Reading →
This is something I blogged nearly ten years ago. Unfortunately, I had repeated some of these old patterns after my marriage ended seven years ago. From February 10, 2011: We often base our own self worth by how the people we love treat us. While I was rummaging through some old journals, I flipped through... Continue Reading →
I just spent the last few days binge watching episodes of the show “My Crazy Ex,” and while a lot of those stories are outrageous, some of them don’t surprise me at all. Obviously if you’ve followed my blog, you know I have had several of my own personal experiences in dealing with crazies, but... Continue Reading →
Since I last posted, each day has been a litany of emotions. Today has also been one of those days, because I witnessed a family member on her deathbed, and I am angry of the amount of undeserved suffering she’s had in this life while shithead people have not. With this event comes the knowing... Continue Reading →
Since my last post, I found out about a lot more lies that Biker Guy had told me and have come to the conclusion that I had a relationship with a Dirty John. While I was grieving this past week, alternating between anger and sadness, I did not communicate with him until he suddenly blocked... Continue Reading →
After everything blew up last week with Biker Guy, he came over a few days later to apologize for lying to me, but at first I felt like it was a half-assed apology, because the first thing he said to me was, “I only have a few minutes, because I’m on the bike, and it... Continue Reading →
Spending holidays alone sucks, but like a lot of people, there have been times not dealing with family issues makes it better. Unlike most children, I dreaded the holidays most of the time, because they were so unpleasant. Here is an excerpt from chapter six of my book, Unheard: The longer the holiday vacation, the more... Continue Reading →
Yesterday I’d written about Biker Guy and realizing I’m just an option to him, no matter how much he tries to convince me otherwise. Actions speak far more than any words. On Monday, I’d taken a nice long walk on the beach to clear my head, and I told myself that I’m going to stop... Continue Reading →
Free The Burden 