Oh 2018, you did a number on me. I cried a lot. My heart ached so much at times that I didn’t know how I was going to recover. I said quite a few “goodbyes” and once or twice, felt as though I was completely unraveling. There was confusion, doubt, despair, desperation, anxiety and fear. … Continue reading Fragile and fierce.
Dear boyfriend, I don’t know how you do it. The Sunday before Christmas, I realized I was out of my anxiety medication. So, Monday, I emailed my doctor and another doctor in case mine was out of town. I didn’t get a response. I wasn’t in panic mode yet. I figured someone would get back … Continue reading Even when I lose it. (Dear boyfriend)
It’s the most wonderful time of the year! Or not. It should be. I get that. But for me, I just can’t wait for it to be over. There are a million reasons to celebrate, but I’m crying more than ever. I’ve had more panic attacks in the last two weeks than I have all … Continue reading All I want for Christmas is for it to be over.
I haven’t written much lately. I guess I haven’t felt inspired. But whenever this happens, I know that if I just give it some time, the universe will speak to me and the words will start flowing again. I write a lot about my journey in finding myself and about trauma and how that has … Continue reading No love for the haters.