Here’s to Firsts

Guys, I did something new yesterday. Like really new. A first. I signed up for a free boxing class at a TITLE boxing center near my house. I was really nervous because I'm really out of shape and I've never done anything like it before. I almost called and cancelled twice the day of but … Continue reading Here’s to Firsts

The Importance of a Schedule… And the Difficulty

My last post was over two weeks ago and things were rough. I had called a crisis line because I was struggling with self-harm urges and thankfully I made it through without acting on them. Since then I've had "good" and "bad" days. On the good I was having such a great time. Going out … Continue reading The Importance of a Schedule… And the Difficulty

Calling a Crisis Line

Reaching out for help can be hard and, at times, terrifying. Today I didn't realize I was in a crisis until around 9:30pm, half an hour after my therapist's calling hours ended. I was having serious self-harm urges. I wanted to cut. Badly. I was struggling, making plans to self harm, and felt like I was … Continue reading Calling a Crisis Line

When A Post Just Hits You

So, there's this post from Hazel Hillboro that I read last night that really got to me. All about "revolution in the way society treats mental health." I've linked it below. If you’re reading this right now, you’re alive. Well, unless literate ghosts are real. What if someone really famous is reading this over my … Continue reading When A Post Just Hits You

Cue the Disapproval and Disappointment

I wrote the title for this post last night when I was exhausted from sobbing and trying to understand why I can't seem to just be okay and be able to work. I was called in to work yesterday from 6pm-close, which meant I'd probably get home around 10:45pm. My anxiety was the highest it's … Continue reading Cue the Disapproval and Disappointment

A Kind Soul

On Monday evening, my mom, two of my sisters, and myself went out to dinner at an Outback near my home to celebrate my two years clean of self harm. When my mom and I were waiting for my sisters to arrive, I decided to order a pop (I recently gave it up) because I … Continue reading A Kind Soul

Three Weeks Later

It's been nearly three weeks since my last post. I don't really know what happened. I've been struggling. In the last two weeks I've had three therapy appointments which, considering I'm supposed to have one every two weeks, tells you a lot probably. I've been feeling helpless, hopeless, and financially strained. Even though I'm actually … Continue reading Three Weeks Later