Mental Health Self-Therapy Journal
My patience is hanging by a thread, and I feel like I’m about to come undone. Like I’m about to totally lose my shit on someone. The pressure is so intense, because I have no control over some things happening to me. Besides my health issues, I’m still dealing with a disrespectful, creepy neighbor who... Continue Reading →
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 →
Imagine a dim room that’s been lowly lit for several months and suddenly lights up very brightly. Everything is so clear and bright, like a day without a cloud in the sky. Those lights stay on for several hours or days or weeks, maybe even months. Sometimes they dim for a few hours, but they... Continue Reading →
(**Note: Parts of this were written on different days, and I pasted it as one.) Everything is weird to me, like this big invisible thing I can’t explain opened up and allowed me to see that life isn’t at all what I ever thought it to be. Being sick the past year has changed my... Continue Reading →
Two weeks ago, my best friend died. I lost something I truly loved and loved me back. My cat – the only consistent thing in my life for 12 years – was my emotional support animal. I miss him so much, because there is no one I can come home to when I’m having a... 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 →
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 →
Writing Another Creepy Nice Guy unexpectedly dredged up some strange emotions I’m unsure I can properly describe – except feeling utterly creeped out. Given my age and inexperience, I’m certain there were red flags I would see now that I couldn’t see then. I would imagine some of the red flag behaviors were overlooked, maybe... Continue Reading →
This is a story I hadn’t thought about in many years. During my early 20s, one of my friends introduced me to a “nice guy” she knew. (In hindsight, all of my friends had poor taste in men and had no business setting up anyone.) Nice Guy was a year or two younger than me,... Continue Reading →
Free The Burden 