Tag Archives: mental health

nesting

I have been spending a lot to time decorating my house the last month. I think it has started to become an obsession, but since it improves my living space, I’m not going to seek treatment.

The long fall

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

I am far better

Yesterday, I talked to my coworker who I used to work with at the union. As expected, it was a conversation mostly dominated by the horrible people who were and are still there. I hate regurgitation these things, but yesterday, something interesting happened…

It must be summer

It must be summer. I’m thinking of my mom and turning that whole thing around in my brain again. Summer has become one of those times of years that has become increasingly triggering for me.

Weekend news

An old coworker of mine sent me a message yesterday. She said she had been thinking of me, and oh, by the way, she lost her eldest son 6 months ago.

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.

Family Matters

My niece and her husband came up to visit me for the weekend. It was a wonderful time. I was there when my niece was born, and I have tried to be there for her through everything that life brought to both of us. We both have had to deal with the extreme mental dysfunction of our families, so we have a lot that we can relate to each other.

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 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.