Good, Bad, and Ugly of Divorce: Assh*les and Heros
The only real work for me, today, is to take care of my own recovery, my own addictive tendencies, my own spiritual, emotional, and physical relationships.
What the Bear in Your Bed Might Be Telling You: Managing Anxiety
What I am learning in my recovery from depression and anxiety is that my feelings are never the complete answer. And often, my feelings just are. If I can separate from them just a bit I can see myself as safe and healthy, even as my bear-feelings are shrieking, "Holy crap, you know what happens when things start feeling this good!"
Gone Dark Again, and Again: Reanimating After a Quiet Period
We bend when the winds swirl around us. We agree to be together and to weather the storm. Covid, in some ways, gave me cover for my silence. Many of us "sensitive" people were struck mute by the ravages and fear of the virus as it closed windows, doors, and opportunities.
Little Ghosts Still Flutter My Heart: a Depression Story
For me, depression is a lot about getting afraid and then continuing to listen to the fear more than the present. I've used some mantras during my walks that have seemed to push me up the hills with more energy and joy. "Further, Stronger, Healthier, and Happier."
The Little Oblivion I Seek
If drinking is a little like Ambien, I do understand the draw towards daily drinking. It's not for me either, never has been, but daily Ambien, I could see how I might enjoy that if not for the side effects that it kills my hopeful attitude the next day and has me making promises my actually emotional state won't let me fulfill.