Dear humans who read this, I hope that the holidays treat you well. I hope they are filled with joy and love, and that all your dreams come true. I hope you look back on December 2015 as one of the best times of your life, and that you move forward into 2016 with renewed … Continue reading My Capital-T Truth
I'm writing this late at night which is usually a bad idea, since my thoughts can be so disjointed and my writing tends to get pretty wonky. But I want to say something: Lately I feel like I've been carried out of a really terrible trial, and my heart is slowly opening up to let in … Continue reading You’re Not a Sad Story
A few months ago I expressed my concern that once my mental health started improving, I wouldn't have anything left to blog about. Now after about a month of slow posting, mostly reblogs and Poetry Fridays, let me say one thing: Mental health is not so bad. I'm no longer desperately clinging to, and then dejectedly hanging … Continue reading Feeling Better Better Better
(Obviously many of you are spending December in different ways. I wish I could be more politically correct with this blog, but I've celebrated Christmas my entire life, and I can only write about what I know. I'm sorry.) I feel a constant pressure to be better. It's partly my mental illnesses and partly my environment. Wanting to be … Continue reading What We Need
She said she liked crying. Her own crying and when others cry. Well all right. Then this new counselor will love seeing me. I'm not full of words lately. Many of you probably signed on to this blog thinking it would be some kind of eternal source of inspiration. Well to be honest, so did I. … Continue reading On Being Loved
I didn't mean to fall in love with him, but I did. Things like that happen, I suppose, in this journey of life. Casualties of the heart, perhaps. Have you ever fallen in love with someone who doesn't love you back? I tell myself it's good for me. I tell myself this will help me … Continue reading A New Horizon
A few months back I did a lot of service for someone I care deeply for. I spent several hours helping him or her with tasks that were hard on me physically and emotionally, but I did it anyway because I love this person. Last week, however, when this person was talking about this trial and … Continue reading Does it matter?