Mental Health Self-Therapy Journal
Writing has not been on my list of priorities, because right now I’m just surviving day to day. It’s taken me three days to write this. My mind is all over the place, and I’m still experiencing pain and discomfort from whatever is going on. My muscle issues seemed to have cleared up tremendously, but... 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 →
In 1995, I wrote “My Afterlife Theories” for a college humanities class. In it, I stated my theories weren’t concrete and may change over time, because anything is possible until there is proof. This is a pretty fair statement that still applies to how I feel today. There were other things I wrote 26 years... 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 →
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 →
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 →
Free The Burden 