I've felt every feeling imaginable, then I've fallen asleep in exhaustion. But now I'm up and just don't know what to do with myself. So I'll try to write, because it's how I cope.
So I keep trying. I want to be one of the people making the best of it. Currently, I'm not the person cooking fun meals, or taking this time to get my fitness on, or writing the next great novel. I'm the person who is mentally paralyzed.
Before starting therapy I read/listed to the book Maybe You Should Talk to Someone, which I highly recommend if therapy is something you’re considering. See my short review below:
In this new year, new decade, in lieu of big proclamations about the things that I want to accomplish, I decided to do what many are doing now, and chose a word that encompasses what I envision. The word is move and it is meant both figuratively and literally. This year, whether I"m tired, lazy,… Continue reading Move: Do the thing
I can't believe that my last post was almost a year ago. But it makes sense that a year disappeared from my blog, since it also sort of disappeared from my life. I'm ready for that clock to strike midnight, so to all the "new year, new me" naysayers posting on social media... I say...… Continue reading 2018: I wish it could have worked out between us
The end of my 2017 involved a lot of doctor visits. First because I couldn't move my shoulder without feeling excruciating pain, and then a few weeks later because of a headache so severe, I couldn't move my head. As I sat answering the doctor's question about the last time I'd had (insert name of… Continue reading 2017: What a year!
My older sister once slapped a girl in the face. No. Wait. Let me start over. My older sister once slapped my junior high classmate's sister in the face. I'm sure she's slapped others more than once. It happened on another floor of the school, but I found out about it mere minutes later as the word… Continue reading When your former enemy becomes the friend you’ll never have