Mental Health Self-Therapy Journal
Still grieving from my divorce, and then grieving Big Liar’s passing by myself made me depressed. My concentration was nil, and work required me to put on a happy face, but I couldn’t do it. I spent a lot of time reflecting on everything and took a much-needed trip out of town for a week... 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 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 →
The divorce itself went smoothly, but prior to that, not so much. The attorney I worked for told me, “Do not walk away with nothing! You deserve something!” We discussed a reasonable amount based on income and debt ratios. I never intended to hurt Bear financially or put him out. It was only fair that... Continue Reading →
(All of this took place over an eight-month period, so not all of it is in chronological order.) Prior to moving into the new house, I painted the inside, so everything looked fresh. It hadn’t been cleaned as move-in condition, which created another big job. In the meantime, a friend needed a house sitter, and... Continue Reading →
Although unplanned, the last day of school was the last time I spent in the house with Bear. The night prior changed the entire course of everything. Exhausted from lack of sleep and stress, end-of-year school activities, and trying to find a new place to live, I came home from work and shut myself in... Continue Reading →
As I’ve been writing about my marriage, I hadn’t realized there were so many unresolved issues. It sucks that I couldn’t talk to Bear about things that really bothered me. If it was something he did that bothered me, he ended up throwing a fit and refusing to talk about it. (When he did that... Continue Reading →
Living under the same roof while maritally separated sucks. To add insult to injury, we broke up right before the holidays. It’s painful to be stuck in a situation when you can’t physically move on. We got along okay, but I avoided interaction with him the best I could. To get away from the tension,... Continue Reading →
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 →
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