We are a force to be reckoned with, even if it doesn’t feel that way now.
" You can't control the wind, you can only adjust your sails" One of the hardest concepts to come to terms with for me was the fact that - although I did not have control of my circumstances - I had control of my actions and the decisions I made in life; no matter what [...]
Anxiety takes me to the Pit of Sorrows. A view on what Anxiety feels like for me.
It's official! I have a Masters of Arts in Psychology! These past two years have been an absolute dream come true. A dream I never thought I would get to experience. It has taken a lot of hard work, tears, and setbacks to reach this milestone, but I've learned that that is precisely how [...]
As a peer advocate, I learn just as much from the patients as they learn from me. The lessons of "Chapters" really spiked my interest.
Depression causes unwanted waves in a peaceful ocean, but the waves will settle eventually and smooth out the rocky shore ahead.
*TRIGGER WARNING: The topic of suicide is mentioned in this post.* Imagining your future is such a strange phenomenon. Throughout your life, you will imagine many versions of yourself. Many jobs, many houses, and many names for your future children. Life is full of planning for what is yet to come. However, there are many [...]
A couple months back I saw this quote online from nOCD. It really hit home and was the perfect reminder that there is no reason to fear my anxiety. In the past, the moment I felt the tingle of anxiety was the moment I would quickly try to shove it away. If the anxiety did not go [...]
"We can't go over it. We can't go under it. Oh no! We've got to go through it!" - Michael Rosen, We're Going On A Bear Hunt. Do you remember the children's book called Going on a Bear Hunt by Michael Rosen? It shares the journey of siblings going through the wilderness to hunt a bear. They come across obstacles such [...]
It bubbles and boils beneath my skin. It laughs mockingly, knowing my power over it may simply only be temporary. It tingles as it burns through my arteries. It waits in front of the locked door awaiting its triumphant return. He knows the moment he steps through the door; I will be at his mercy. [...]