So it begins. My depression is heavy and my anxiety makes me feel sick every day but, yesterday I did it. I ran. It wasn’t much. I told myself, run for 15 minutes then stop. Just slowly get back into it. I came home from an exhausting, stressful day at work, with a horrible tension […]
Anxiety and depression can be absolutely draining. I have been dealing with both for several years now and there are a few things I have done to help myself. Believe me I’ve been there, haven’t moved in days, stains on my shirt, watching Bojack Horseman on repeat. I know how that feels. I think it’s […]
My dream job isn’t exactly one specific thing. It’s not a marine biologist, or a doctor, or a teacher. I want my job to be something that combines all of the things I’m good at and love doing and making them my own career. I like to write, cook, sing, and do photography. Boom. Done. […]
To be able to wake up, shower, get mostly nice, and dragging myself into work every day takes a lot of strength when you have depression. Right now, this is not my best but it’s all I have. I should be running, I should be being a better communicator in my relationship, I should be […]
I’m so afraid to make my dreams come true. I’m afraid to be myself, say what I’m thinking, admit what I want, speak up for myself, and walk away from uncomfortable or horrible situations. And, why? Because, of co-workers, family members, people I went to high school or college with. I am afraid to put […]
I was told since I was a young girl, that I would finish high school, go to college, get married, have kids. No one tells you about in between these steps. I have gone through high school and gotten my degree, but now what? Work 9 to 5 or who are we kidding 7 to […]
I know because I can’t remember the last time I got a good nights sleep. I know because I can’t see the point or the fun in anything. I’ll drink too much, sleep too little, and find it completely pointless to say anything. I have depression. I have a full time job that I think […]
Writing is my life boat. In a world of depression and severe anxiety, working in a job I know I could never be extroverted enough for. Sometimes it feels like drowning. Waking up every day knowing I am not doing something that makes me happy. Writing, it breaks this cycle and gives me the space […]
She gets me…
