In society, we are made to believe that we MUST love our parents. Regardless of what they do, how they act, who they are. Some would even argue that unconditional love is love that does not have to be earned; conditional love is love that must be earned? What if I don’t love them unconditionally… Continue reading Do you love your parents?
Category: self-discovery
My Safe Haven
As a child growing up in a mentally abusive, addiction ridden, chaotic environment full of codependency, drama, and instability… I turned to basketball as my temporary refuge. I recall the second I would jump out of the car with my gym bag to run into the gym for practice; happiness consumed me. The days when… Continue reading My Safe Haven
I Want to Remember…
The moment I decided I didn’t have to succumb to my parent’s expectations to be happy. The days that I decided to not kill myself. The strength I found in faith and hope when I was in the pits of despair. The moments that I put trust that my employer wouldn’t fire me during my… Continue reading I Want to Remember…
Inside Jokes with Your Psychiatrist
What I’m about to post makes me realize that I’m not sure if it is a good or bad thing (although, my therapist reminds me constantly that we shouldn’t use the terms “good” versus “bad”). I’ve seen my psychiatrist so many times that we both feel comfortable saying “shit” and “fuck” and other less politically… Continue reading Inside Jokes with Your Psychiatrist
Mindfulness in Depression
Have you ever had a provider say to you “just breathe”…… AGHHGHG. Right? It is more complex than that! Like all my symptoms magically go away when I take a deep breath. If it were that simple then I wouldn’t be sitting in your office… Mastering mindfulness takes time. It took two years until I… Continue reading Mindfulness in Depression
Crying in Public
Does anyone else struggle with crying in public? I have no problem at ALL crying myself to sleep or in the shower. Both are when I am all alone. However, when I am in public… I will do everything possible to hold that pain in. What I have learned over 30 years is that pain… Continue reading Crying in Public
Internal Hope
I think of the word “hope” and I must admit, I have no idea how to put a definition on the word. And I use it all the time. Hell, within my first blog, “My Personal Hell”, I referred to hope. In case you can’t place a definition on the word, here you go: an optimistic… Continue reading Internal Hope
My Personal Hell
I’m a master at experiencing debilitating depression; to stand in front of a mirror aghast at the anxiety pouring out; to spend hours on the shower floor filled with sorrow and crying for no reason; trauma so severe that my world is turned upside down and everything is stolen from me; and the ultimate experience, to… Continue reading My Personal Hell
Finding Happiness 