Post War
Realising what causes my mental blocks, which are, upon summary, conflict without a comprehensible source. I am so used to the compulsion of mental review, that I can’t always catch … Continue reading Post War
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Realising what causes my mental blocks, which are, upon summary, conflict without a comprehensible source. I am so used to the compulsion of mental review, that I can’t always catch … Continue reading Post War
I love writing. I write lists as a comfort, and my thoughts as an outlet. Sometimes, I get hung up on others opinions of my writing. Opinions I shouldn’t worry … Continue reading Too Many Excuses.
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 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 is a two part post: The next part is scheduled to be posted tomorrow. I want to start off by saying that I voluntarily see my psych doc weekly … Continue reading Clarity.
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.
I spent some time in the Arizona Army National Guard. They had started a program called Master Resiliency Training (MRT). Arizona had one of the highest suicide rates among soldiers. … Continue reading 7 Ways I Changed from Hunting the Good Stuff
Yesterday, I received my very first pair of glasses. I didn’t realize how blind I was. I now see everything so differently. So crisp. So clear. It’s insane. I had … Continue reading Now I See
I am not an outwardly emotional person. Behind closed doors, I spill it all. If you asked my mom or friends, they would never describe me as boy crazy. I … Continue reading Exploding With Emotion.
This morning, I am sitting on the couch with one cat on each side of me. Both are stretched out and resembling potatoes (they are orange tabbies). Every so often … Continue reading Bella’s Babbles: Mosaics and Life
What is the saying for lemons? Is it the lemons don’t fall far from the tree? Or a bad lemon spoils the bunch? Oh yeah, I don’t think it is … Continue reading Bella’s Babbles: Lemons
With the news of James’ mom’s recent passing, I find myself reflecting on my own parent/child relationship. How lucky am I to have her, and how much I feel for … Continue reading My mother.