The holidays can be hard for many of us, myself included. This last week, for me, has proven to be very difficult. I'm trying to keep my head above the waters of responsibility, gifts, and my own mental well being. It's proving to be more difficult than I thought it would be. My care routine … Continue reading When it's not the Most Wonderful Time of the Year
Today is World Suicide Prevention Day. If you know anything at all about my story, you know my history with mental illness and suicide. It’s days like today that put everything I fight for into perspective. I’ve been thinking a lot the past 24 hours about the nexus of all of this, what was one … Continue reading Please Stay
They say there are only two ways to view the world. Either you think in binaries, black and white, or you have a more nuanced view of the world and think in grey. To me, that all seems too simplistic. I'd like to float something else, another way to see the world. And that's seeing … Continue reading Life in Color
If you’ve been following along for a while now, you may know that life has truly been treating me well. Really, this warm and nurturing time in my life could be described as my own personal Summer. But, it’s also been no secret to those close to me that the past few to several weeks … Continue reading A Midsummer’s Thunderstorm
A quick note: The title of this post says it all: I am going to struggle my way through writing this, for a multitude of reasons. Another note: There is really no controversy here and you may think the title is "clickbaity" but understand something: What I'm about to reveal is something that has traumatized … Continue reading The Blog Post Everything in Me is Telling Me Not to Write
You see it on TV all the time, ghost hunter shows exploring an old psychiatric hospital. You've seen movies such as One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and you think that must be what it's like, but it's not. There were no ghosts, no demons, and at least where I was, no Nurse Ratched. Lately, I've noticed more and more … Continue reading We Need to Stop Making Light of Psych Wards
Heavy breathing, heart racing, palms sweating, crying and even screaming - I was having another panic attack. It was the middle of the summer of 2012 and I had just graduated high school, an accomplishment I was proud of. I was also having massive panic attacks at least three times daily, which were by the … Continue reading What You Get Wrong About My Panic Attacks
