My Love-Hate Relationship
I have a love-hate relationship with Facebook Memories. Some days, the memories are heartwarming – an inspirational quote I previously shared that speaks to me yet again, a photo of me and family/friends enjoying something together. Some days, the memories…
I Won’t Go Speechless
I have always loved music. I love the rhythmic comfort it provides. I love the way it can calm, soothe, pump me up or explain my feelings when I’m at a lack for words. I love the way artists can…
The Power of Vulnerability
One thing I’ve really struggled with is being vulnerable with people. After enduring years of trauma and abuse, I don’t trust people easily. In my experience, whenever I’ve opened up to someone, they have used it against me; whether that…
Don’t Fake Good.
It’s been over a week since my last post. Since then, I’ve been trying so hard to come up with something encouraging to share, because that’s what people like to read. As soon as I become real about how I’m…
One Bleeder at a Time
I don’t know how many times I’ve sat down with my phone or computer and tried to articulate how I’m feeling in the past three days. I have so many thoughts stirring within me that I’m having trouble sorting them…
The Danger of Invisibility
I love watching Medical Shows on TV. Perhaps it’s me channeling my inner desire to be a doctor, nurse or paramedic (curse you fear of needles and blood!). But there is just something about these shows that captivates me. I…
Finding Strength within the Confusion
I have always loved words. I’ve loved putting them together to compose something meaningful and watching how others use them to be inspiring. I’ve always had a quiet spirit, where I’d rather sit and write about what’s happening and how…
Clinging to Joy in the Midst of Deep Pain
When you start wondering whether it’s worth it, I hope you can look at your frozen moment of joy & feel even the slightest glimmer of hope. Because joy is a gift. If you have spent any time with me,…
My Anxiety is Different Than Yours
This, I believe, is what people don’t understand. There is a difference between “Anxiety”, an “Anxiety Disorder” and “PTSD Linked Anxiety”. This lack of understanding is what I believe is partially responsible for the misinformed “relation” or “advice” people offer…
Why I Struggle with “How are you?”
I walk into the grocery store and head towards the pharmacy. It’s time for yet another prescription refill. I’ve been there so many times in the last few months that all the pharmacy staff know me by name and no…
