Admission is the First Step

So here’s something that isn’t talked about, but something I deal with and have, every day of my life. It is something most people don’t consider almost ever.

Trying to Heal

I wanted to write a second post on yesterday’s post regarding bullies. I hate writing negative posts and really try to find a positive light at the end, but sometimes, there is just no light at the end of a tunnel. There is no open end of some tunnels.

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.

Calling for Help

A funny thing often happens when you take that step, suck up the courage, and admit to the world the deep seated pain of loneliness and depression that has been prevalent in your life for longer than you can remember being happy.