Mental Health Self-Therapy Journal
The other day when I posted this blog about how horrible I was feeling, I felt slightly better after writing it. However, slightly isn’t enough to get out of a deep, dark funk. That same day, I had also taken my monthly B-12 shot, which usually helps with energy if nothing more, but it takes... Continue Reading →
I’m about to lose my fucking mind. Not joking. The amount of stress I’m feeling today and prior to today is really wearing on me. This morning I spent 3 1/2 hours trying to fix things that shouldn’t be broken, things that I didn’t break, instead of doing something that makes me feel better. And... Continue Reading →
(NOTE: This and several upcoming posts were written several years ago when I was married. I thought it would be fun to share them.) I suppose enough criticism from everyone in your environment can help you to determine whether or not you’re a worthless wife. Your family, your kids, your significant other, and even your... Continue Reading →
(NOTE: This and several upcoming posts were written several years ago when I was married. I thought it would be fun to share them.) I have worked just about every type of job under the sun. I have been my own boss and run my own home businesses off and on over the years, sometimes... Continue Reading →
No one should have to deal with mean girls at ANY age. However, it's not uncommon when you’re a teenager or a middle schooler, given the age. Unfortunately, some women are just mean girls their entire lives. Recently, I’ve had to deal with a few personally, and so did a friend of mine through her... Continue Reading →
Sometimes things happen that will forever change a person’s life. Forever change who that person is. Some things have forever changed me, and even though I pretend to be strong, these things have weakened me in many ways. Just when I started working through the PTSD, something else came along and set me right back.... Continue Reading →
Just some random thoughts I wrote down recently.... Sometimes I wonder how I’m still alive. After watching hundreds of hours of criminal documentaries and Dateline, I’m the perfect candidate for a serial killer. Or some other deranged piece of shit. I mean, look at my dating history of total fucktards. Why am I the perfect... Continue Reading →
I haven’t been writing much. I’ve been thinking about writing a lot lately, but just haven’t gotten around to doing it. I really need to force myself to do it, since it’s basically a form of therapy and a release of toxins in my brain. But I did another brain dump in May and never... Continue Reading →
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