The Things I Didn’t Say

I spend a lot of time sleeping because it’s better than looking into your face or looking at myself and seeing disappointment. I feel confused and alone. You never listen to me. I understand what you’re going through, more than you know. Those times where I hurt myself weren’t all accidents. I feel like a mansion infested with termites. I know you’re angry. I can’t … Continue reading The Things I Didn’t Say

Dance, Dance: Pick Me Up Playlist

My blogging tribe, Laura Spoonie and Johnzelle, tagged me to participate in creating a “Pick me up playlist” for World Mental Health Day. Laura created the tag, a brilliant way to spread positivity and light. If I could only use three words to describe each of these individuals I would say: Laura: warrior, authentic, and creative Johnzelle: compassionate, funny, and ambitious Check out their blogs … Continue reading Dance, Dance: Pick Me Up Playlist

10 Everyday Victories for your Mental Health

I know for me when my mental health is not in the best shape, ordinary tasks seem futile. The motivation is nonexistent and to be fair, why should I care about my settings when I feel terrible? In the end, our environment tends to reflect our mental turmoil. There are days when something as simple as getting out of bed feels like a full day’s … Continue reading 10 Everyday Victories for your Mental Health

You Are Not Alone

You’re born into this world alone and you’ll die alone. You know that statement is entirely false, right? I usually hear this when someone is trying to sound profound; sometimes, it is used as justification for failed relationships. In reality, you came into this world literally connected to someone else. What happened between then and now may have been wonderful, it may have been really … Continue reading You Are Not Alone

An Anxious Kid, All Grown Up

Before I could give it a name to it, I exhibited signs as of being an extremely anxious child. My parents would tell my teachers I was very shy and needed more time to warm up. I had regular stomachaches, was irritable, sensitive, and hardly spoke. My first-grade teacher did not think I could read but quickly realized that was false during our private lesson. … Continue reading An Anxious Kid, All Grown Up