I initially refused to start medication because I was afraid I might have to take it forever. Now, being on it – my fear is gone. I am no longer … Continue reading When are you done?
Friday has come and gone. And there was not a babble that was recorded due a mental day off that was in place. I did much of nothing on Friday. … Continue reading Bella’s Babbles: Sunday Edition 5/12/19
The sitting. But then there’s the movement. And how can I not mention the mental buzzing. There’s the lethargy, and exhaustion, but at the same time a desire to run, … Continue reading Fluttering Manic Butterflies
Four years ago was when I hit rock bottom. I was sexually assaulted and that experience broke me. I was drinking everyday not wanting to deal with life sober. I … Continue reading Why I’m Thankful for Hitting Rock Bottom
Courage is always required to move forward in life. I often think about courage and how hard it can be just to do ordinary things for those of us who … Continue reading Courage to face down the ogre
It was always the goal for me to write full-time. It has always been a dream of mine to be financially stable enough to write full-time. I have been a … Continue reading Official Launch of the James Edgar Skye Patreon Account
You are so much more than your productivity. Don’t break yourself for it. Friendly reminder that “your best” doesn’t mean pushing yourself to your breaking point. “Your best” means the … Continue reading A letter to myself on the days I feel I’m about to drown
I was inspired by the ruler of this blog’s recent post about his self-harm story so I wanted to chime in with mine. *I don’t want anybody to read this … Continue reading The Pain of Self-Harm
If jumping to conclusions was a sport, I would be competing in the Olympics. See you all next year in Tokyo 😉 ! When something bad happens like I make … Continue reading I Jump to Conclusions like an Olympian
Of course traumatic events would tie themselves into mental health challenges, and while talking about domestic violence and emotional abuse deserves its own blog entirely, the Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is … Continue reading PTSD after abuse – a poem
Sometime over the past couple months I just gave up. I stopped showering as often, stopped answering calls and texts from my family, and stopped going to class. If … Continue reading All I Need Is A Little Help From My People.
But it does get better. Some parts of our lives are really hard, really dark, and when we look back it’s kind of like reflecting on what a long winter … Continue reading The extraordinarily ordinary moments in-between mental illness exist – I promise