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
I have been writing for an extended period of time today. I wanted to write about the week that I have had as it has been a heck of a … Continue reading Babbles: A Friday Babble
Anxiety. Depression. PTSD. Codependency. On any given day, I’m dealing with one or more of these issues. It has taken several years for me to understand what I’m going through. … Continue reading I Hate Myself and Don’t Deserve Good Things
ou are so strong. You’re having a bad day or month or year. You may have terrible, repetitive thoughts, but you are not created out of those thoughts. Thoughts come and go, and even if some come back over and over, that repetition doesn’t make them true. You are a human with inherent worth and lovability. Even if it feels like no one loves you, you’re worthy of love. Even if you feel weak, you’re carrying a burden that takes tremendous strength to bear. Even when there’s no one to talk to, you still have options for expressing your feelings.
Having a mental illness is a lonely thing. Like most people, we want at least someone with whom we can talk. We want a friend to cry with, or even laugh … Continue reading Y’all Are Crazy, and That’s Okay
Eunoia. It was my blogs original name. It is what I called it and it was perfect. I feel that I have to emphasize my reason for writing. It started as … Continue reading Eunoia.
I have lived with a mental illness for most of my life so it’s kind of weird when things are going really well. Maybe I’m the only one but when … Continue reading When Things Are Good
Sunday I jetted from teaching a Wreath Making event to an early dinner with my spouse (The class was a success). I have never been to the eatery before alone, … Continue reading What’s Meant to Be
Sometimes I don’t know where I get the strength to go out into the world. I have days where it feels like everyone startles me. My chest pounds the whole … Continue reading Learning to Accept the Small Victories