There will always be voices. Voices that tell you what you are. Where you'll go. Who you can be. There will always be voices, and only you can choose which voices you believe. Last week I was playing with a toddler who asked me to help him set up his train tracks in a circle. Later, while he … Continue reading Voices
It happened again today, and all it took were a few clicks of a mouse and a percentage. Shame, rushing through me in a hot wave. I'm suddenly self-conscious. I feel upset. I feel anxious. I feel like a failure. I'm not enough, not good enough, never good enough. I need to apologize for something. … Continue reading Shame On Me
She Haunts Me She’s a wriggling, kicking, fighting artist but she’ll only create on a whim. She won’t hold still for a moment to be held and woe betide those who force a hug on her. She runs away from the past but won’t run to the future; she runs and runs in circles and … Continue reading Poetry Friday: She Haunts Me
Decisions Convinced that my steps are too loud, and wondering what my butt looks like while running on this long-avoided treadmill, I decide to love myself like a friend. I decide to think my butt looks hot. Why not? I decide that any stares will be in awe of the running girl with the decidedly … Continue reading Poetry Friday: Decisions
This isn't a fashion blog. Obviously. Today I decided to match some worn gray tennis shoes with too-short, loose skinny jeans from Ross, a cloth belt from the DI (a thrift store), and a T-shirt with a Sprint logo on it. I was going for the whole "I'm in college and I don't care" look, … Continue reading I Will Love Who I Am
With mental illness, much of the healing process involves not comparing yourself to others.