Stress is a natural part of life. I get that. When you have anxiety, your stress is multiplied. You stress about things before you know why you’re stressing out.
My depression makes me busy
My depression makes me try to do all the things all the time. That way, I can't feel it.I can't cry. I'm too busy writing a blog. I can't lie down. I'm too busy editing my book. I can't have a migraine. I'm too busy working out. I can't feel overwhelmed. I'm too busy planning... Continue Reading →
My anxiety makes me an asshole.
I saw this today. And it hit. Hard. See. For the last few weeks, I've been having panic attacks. I want to say daily but I really don't know if they end or just continue on to the next day. I legit thought I was having a heart attack at work. And instead of letting... Continue Reading →
Work From Home Blues
It's 31 degrees out. And raining ice. School is out. My car is frozen shut and stuck to the ground. Thankfully, I can work from home. And I am grateful for it. But..
January Reading Wrap-Up
Did this January make anyone wish for 2023 already? Between two snowstorms, Covid, and Christmas bills, I'm already over it. Good thing I have a socially acceptable form of escapism - reading.
Anxiety Override
This is a real thing. It happens to me as a mom all the time. And it has been that way ever since I can remember. Me. The chick who couldn't say hi to that one guy in high school could and would go up to a guy to get his number for a friend.... Continue Reading →
This Shouldn’t Be Taboo
Let me throw some trigger warnings at you. This is about mental illness. I talk about anxiety, depression, and suicide. If you're not ok with that, that's ok. I have lots of other posts for you to read. Please stick around and check them out. But if you know someone who could benefit from hearing... Continue Reading →
What A Week This Year Has Been
What a week this year has been.
Book Review: Broken in the best possible way
I have been wanting to read this book since it first came out. Jenny has been an inadvertent mentor to me. And if she reads this I hope I don't come off as a Bloggess Stan. But this book is just one of the reasons I adore her.
Scattered
Listen. Here's the thing. I know I'm supposed to be writing something super poignant. A retrospect of 2021. All the books I read. The struggles and challenges and victories I've had. But I can't get my brain to focus. I have started, stopped, erased, amd started this blog four times now. All because I couldn't... Continue Reading →