Today (or rather, yesterday at this point), was going to be such a good day. I slept well, despite my usual late 4:30 pm wake-up, but I felt good when I woke up and was looking forward to having a good day. Until I read my email. I received an email from my manager…
Coping with multiple chronic illnesses is challenging. Very challenging. It’s hard to know how you will feel one day to the next. When my husband asked me if I was going to feel well enough to get to my doctor’s appointments in a few days, I had to remind him I don’t know how…
I find myself awake at 6 am, only two hours after going to bed and only one hour after falling asleep, from waking up in a night sweat. How joyous. And I’m only 30. It’s happened a lot this year, so I can only think it must somehow be related to Mini. I’m not…
I was blown away by the response to my post What Do You Want Me to Say?. I never thought a post about mental health would draw such attention. But I’m glad it did. And here’s why.
*Warning: this post may contain triggers for self-harm and material which may be upsetting. Please stay safe and steer clear of this post if you have these triggers.* I was diagnosed with major depressive disorder eight months ago. I fell into depression after discovering I was infertile, which made me unable to handle my…
It’s hard to love a body that doesn’t work the way it should. But I’ve realized it could be so much worse. I have a lot to be thankful for. So I’m going to give thanks for what I do have.
“Whereas the early stages of shipwreck entail a sense of panic, a frantic kind of triage, trying to figure out what we can salvage and what we cannot, eventually we have to slow down…and return to those primary colors. In order to not drown, we have to find a way to ground our bodies…
*Warning: this post may contain triggers for self-harm and material which may be upsetting. Please stay safe and steer clear of this post if you have these triggers.* I’ve written a few posts about my depression before (Love Me Til I’m Me Again, How to Save a Life, and The Rabbit Hole). I’ve talked…
“You may find that your grief and sense of loss over the world you once knew seem endless. And yet there are possibilities and potentialities within you that are more endless still. What is this unseen force that carries you forward despite yourself? Why can you not seem to choke, always and forever, your own…
Keeping with the writing theme today, on August 9th, I celebrated my write-a-versary. What is that? That day had been one year since I started keeping a journal again. I’ve gone through 13 journals in that time and am on number 14, as pictured above. I write enough that it takes between 2-3 weeks…
