Category Archives: anxiety

Community matters

Since the election, I have been running through the gammut of emotions. Anger, defeat, fear, resignation, proactiveness, reactionary, etc.

The long fall

It has been a long while since I last wrote. So much has happened.

Weekend realities

I realized over the weekend that I need to prepare for being unemployed. I have been hoping beyond hope that I’d be hired long before the deadline, but now, I am not so sure.

People aren’t strong because they want to be

I am currently listening to a podcast called “A Little Bit Culty” because honestly, I love hearing about cults. Cult things to me are like true crime to others. I can’t get enough. I’m constantly fascinated by them and have been for as long as I can remember.

Sister Situation

My sister started following Roger’s Instagram.

This sounds like a total non-event. Like, family members should support your endeavors, even the silly ones that have no impact. So it should seem perfectly normal that a family member is following my ridiculously handsome cat’s Insta.

The Lasting Effects of Bullies

I woke up Saturday morning, feeling angry at someone who has not been a relevant part of my life since 2018. I hate it when something from my past comes and invokes all the old feelings I had back then. It says to me that I haven’t allowed myself to close that chapter in my life and I really need to because there won’t be any secure form of closure.

The Best Mental Break Ever

As I said in a previous post, I had a mental break last year. It was a scary, but somewhat life changing event that I am still processing, adjusting and applying to my life, nearly every day. As I exist in my life, I find myself rearranging my ideas and priorities of what my life is supposed to be, what it is supposed to mean, and what kind of impact I am supposed to have in this world.

Rectifying some Regrets

I love my home. It is peaceful, calming and a space I always dreampt of living. I fully enjoy telling people who say, “I wanna live in a cabin in the woods!” that I am somewhat living that dream. It isn’t as cottagecore as they imagine, but, for all intents and purposes, it is what it is.