Mental Health Self-Therapy Journal
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 →
Isn’t it strange how and why we remember certain incidences? One in particular I’ve recalled over the years happened during a college class in the 1990s. On a nice day, our instructor taught in the outside atrium, which doubled as a hallway for students. That day, the class consisted of all women, most of which... 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 →
Since my last post, a few things have happened. First, someone finally took notice that my physical issue is beyond what I am being treated for. Without fixing one problem, my other issues will never resolve. I didn’t realize the amount of pain I was in until it was 70% gone for a day or... Continue Reading →
Sometimes during self-therapy writing, emotions come up that I am unaware of. For instance, bringing up Biker Guy caused me to suddenly burst into tears a few times. Each time, it surprised me that anything was still there, because I thought I’ve already moved past it. I’ll take it as a sign that I’m still... Continue Reading →
While I was dating Biker Guy the last time, I posted Are you in a disposable relationship? I directed every issue mentioned in that post at him. He was aware of my blog, and when he asked if something was wrong, I told him he might want to do some reading. He assured me it’s... Continue Reading →
By the middle of August last year, I was content being single, working on myself, started a new temp job, and minding my business, as usual. I knew moving on from Biker Guy would be easier this time, because he really showed what a shit head he is. I already faulted myself for giving him... Continue Reading →
I spent the entire week sick. Considering I rarely leave my house and have little contact with people, I don’t know how the hell I managed to celebrate the Fourth of July weekend with a stomach flu. Once that subsided, I received my second Covid shot, which made me ill with flu-like symptoms for two... Continue Reading →
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 →
Free The Burden 