In this post I’m not going to get into any depth of what’s going on in America. This is how the events of this past week have effected my mental … Continue reading Being Gentle with Myself
What happens when you beat to the tune of a different drum? What happens when all that you think and all that you do was changed in one moment in … Continue reading Spend a WHOLE day on the Couch with ME
I have never been hospitalized before. I think that I am pretty good at hiding things, but I couldn’t hide this from myself. I knew there was something wrong. I … Continue reading My First Time.
I decided to let it go. The idea that I had to have a bad day. I felt the feels. When I needed to cry, I did, and it was empowering. I ran three miles on the treadmill while listening to Forsythia, and it just flowed. I didn’t set a goal like “I need to run three miles to be happy today.” I instead ran three miles because every moment I was in the present moment of the treadmill and the podcast.
I never thought I would lose my mother the way that it happened—the suddenness and having to continue to finish graduate school and keep myself from allowing the feelings in. I was hiding my pain, and it was growing into the monster thing that was hidden away in my mind. It wanted to be let go.
I have been trying to find the words about how I feel about my mania. All I can think is that I am grateful. There are a lot of ways … Continue reading Mindful.
**This post discusses the use of marijuana. Please do not read if you are triggered by discussions about drug use. I am not a medical professional and the below information … Continue reading Pot.
In my eyes, meditation is just a time to clear the mind, reflect, and manifest positive things. I do not feel comfortable in summoning spirits. I simply want another way … Continue reading Confusion.
30. Thirty. The big 3-0. I want to mark this time. (peep that pic of me celebrating graduation in late May) If you would have asked 20 year old me … Continue reading Thirty.
( written on Lockdown DAY 70 in South Africa , 10 weeks in ) Don’t do it. Kick the kitchen cupboard. It hurts. I know because I’ve done it a … Continue reading Kicked The Kitchen Cupboard Yet?
I am a do-it-yourselfer. If you’ve by any chance read my blog post, My No-Medication Journey to Emotional Health and Well-Being, you are aware that this doing-it-myself thing extends to … Continue reading (Do-It-My)Self Therapy: My Foray into Art Journaling
“You gave me the best of me, so you’ll give you the best of you,” are the lyrics to “Magic Shop” by Korean pop group BTS. I have been listening … Continue reading The Best of Me