I came across this today during my mindless scrolling on Facebook and perhaps this is an attempt to give meaning to my scrolling, justify it, or perhaps someone somewhere needs this. I did, once. Another perspective to consider: Everyone is fighting their own battles. People may not mean* to make ‘mentally ill’ people feel badContinue reading “Perspective on Mental Illness”
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Poetry Series – Laundry Dilemma
I find it nearly impossible, often, to admit to what I’m feeling or thinking. No matter how much of myself I put on display, I still circle back and find myself embarrassed by the parts that aren’t yet out. It’s almost as if this disturbingly difficult journey has been just a little bit too easyContinue reading “Poetry Series – Laundry Dilemma”
Poetry Series – Love Protest
I read an article that said bulimia can be formed as a result of unhealthy attachments to a mother’s love, rooted all the way back in the nursing stage of development. I’m absolutely buying it. The idea is that the toxicity of the milk, caused by ill-thought and negative feelings, can create a disconnect inContinue reading “Poetry Series – Love Protest”
Poetry Series – Confessions
I’m more than in the mood to sit down and give my demons names and faces. They’ve been around an awful lot lately – some people just seem to surface them. If your default reaction is to encourage someone to stay away from the people that pull their darkness to the surface, I encourage youContinue reading “Poetry Series – Confessions”
Poetry Series – Decay
We say dramatic like it’s a bad thing. I believe that drama has its place, as does everything. Please don’t pull drama from outside of our current situation, our present state, in hopes of making things a bit more exciting. Tune in, become present, and lean into your own dramatic reaction. Sometimes drama is nothingContinue reading “Poetry Series – Decay”
Poetry Series – Observation
For a long time, I refused to be around anyone when I started to spiral. Maybe calling it a spiral sounds back but that’s likely because it’s associated with downward rather than revisiting. I’ve been spiraling for about 8 days now, upward and learning but spiraling nonetheless. I considered closing myself off from absolutely everyoneContinue reading “Poetry Series – Observation”
Poetry Series – Adult
The other day, I spent some time sitting in my dad’s truck talking to him about creating, art, and different projects we were working on. He was there so I could sell him a gift card because my only what’s for me approach to life means sometimes I’m piecing things together day by day asContinue reading “Poetry Series – Adult”
Poetry Series – Purge
I think the saddest part of our healing journey can often be seeing that while we felt everyone else was out to get us, we were really inflicting the most harm towards ourselves. I’m still working on forgiving myself for some of the pain I’ve endured as a result of my own hand but owningContinue reading “Poetry Series – Purge”
Poetry Series – Messenger Dove
Sometimes I feel like the closer I get to myself, the further I get from the world around me. The more I zero in on and appreciate the little things and the synchronicities in life, the more disconnected I feel from the humanness that I’ve been trying so desperately to hold on to in hopesContinue reading “Poetry Series – Messenger Dove”
Poetry Series – Don’t Tell
A child should never have to carry the burden of secrets. The words “don’t tell” from an adult to a child indicate an issue, short of a surprise party but in that case, you should know better than to tell them anyways. Even as an adult, especially a young one, the words don’t tell fromContinue reading “Poetry Series – Don’t Tell”
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