I have been trying for the better part of the last year and a half to get back into my old blogging habits. I’ve been stymied by a nagging bout of depression that won’t let up. It’s been crappy. Sorry. But I feel upset. Angry, sad, depressed (of course) confused and lost all
Challenges
Swim classes: lessons in confronting anxiety, self-doubt..the whole shebang
Hello depression my old friend…
Promises that must be kept
Right now I am thinking about the unconventional therapist who first, offered me her pot of yellow roses, then insisted on her beautiful cactus. "You have to bring them back to me," she said, "you have to promise," and I cannot forget the look in her eyes. Humans. Bizarre, intriguing and beautifully
Robbed
It’s ok not to be ok this Christmas
I get why people like Christmas. I really do. People celebrate family, love, and togetherness. It's supposedly the 'happiest time of the year.' But for many people, Christmas can be a difficult time. An emotional roller-coaster that takes off whether or not we want it to. The media inundates us with images of
Never forget – World Suicide Prevention Day
*Warning* this post may contain triggers. It was three years ago but I remember it like it was yesterday. The year I persistently tried to end my life. I always say, it’s strange the things one remembers. I live with fibromyalgia which causes a range of cognitive impairments including problems remembering. I forget
