WordPress Anniversary

According to my notifications, I officially joined WordPress 4 years ago. So, to anyone who has read my blog, I'm really interested to know, has it helped you in some way? Inspired you? Is there something you think I could work on? I truly would love for you all to comment and let me know. … Continue reading WordPress Anniversary


Being Sick Can be a Real Vulnerability

So, for the last month, month and a half, I've been doing great. I adjusted how often I'm going to therapy so now it's every other week instead of every week. The last two appointments with my therapist were like, "I'm doing great!" Then getting sick happened. Some sort of upper-respiratory virus that antibiotics can't … Continue reading Being Sick Can be a Real Vulnerability

So… Hospital Again

Mental illness isn't always predictable (or is it ever, really?) and sometimes it seems to make no sense at all. I live rent-free with family, I have loving family and friends, I have a new job (part-time) that I actually enjoy, working with people I actually like, and I have stable, consistent work hours.  So, … Continue reading So… Hospital Again

Poem // Stoicism Isn’t for the Faint-Hearted

A woman stands on stage. Lights from behind allow a glimpse of her stunning silhouette. She stands still as marble. Cold and smooth, chiseled by a master sculptor, her figure captivates the audience. All is silent as soft lights illuminate her flawless features. Dazzling blue eyes stare impassively ahead. Her delicate fingers intertwine, deceptively peaceful … Continue reading Poem // Stoicism Isn’t for the Faint-Hearted

Hospitalization… the Right Choice for Me

So, for those who read my last two posts, it's clear that I have been struggling. Starting on August 5th, so almost a month ago, I began having urges to take all my medication in an attempt to overdose. I wouldn't say I was suicidal, per se, because I didn't really want to die. I … Continue reading Hospitalization… the Right Choice for Me

Poem // Buried Deep

Buried Deep I couldn't face you so I smiled instead. I created a cage to hold you: darkened steel, dinged and battered from your furious assault and efforts to crawl up, out of my body to see the light of day— escape. Feral snarls and growls echoed from your many mouths, your innumerable faces screwed … Continue reading Poem // Buried Deep

Extra Therapy and Contributing

I've come to realize that I need to do things for me. And sometimes, when I'm not feeling great and depression feels like it's closing in, that means setting up and extra therapy appointment. I always get a little hesitant about setting up an additional appointment with my therapist because I worry about what she'll … Continue reading Extra Therapy and Contributing