Stray Thoughts: …it’s like quicksand
A few thoughts about where things are, and how I feel stuck. Surviving, but not necessarily thriving. Taking stock of my feelings? That’s what a blog is for!
Tagged: mental health
I’m Not Competing With Anyone…
I’m not just rooting for everybody Black. I’m rooting for everybody. But what does that look like, and how do I include myself in that in a healthy way?
Learning to Pick Myself Up…
If only it were as simple as uttering, “I never did mind about the little things.” when things get to be a bit much. Sadly I’m not a super spy and have to deal.
Checking In and Checking Out
In which the lyrics to Flagpole Sitta by Harvey Danger prompt a bit of writing and thinking and reflection on the here and now. It’s rough out here, y’all.
Stopping Before the Spiral
I know the Serenity Prayer but sometimes I get stuck on things that maybe I can change. And when that still doesn’t work, I have to force myself to stop.
When the Ending Misses (or Makes?) the Point
More thoughts about friends and making new ones and what kind of energy best serves me and a segue into talking about Death Becomes Her’s original ending.
On Coming to Terms with Saying “No.”
About learning to say no to things and reclaiming my time, both for obligations and just my own personal well being. Being busy is great, until it’s too much.
This is me at my least mature…
I’m not feeling very well today after having a bit of depressive episode over the weekend, but staying at home for a mental health day, this made me laugh.
“I only smile in the dark”
“I was doing so well until the rains came…” sounds more like the start of a Young Adult genre novel than a commentary on my current mood, but it’s true.
Climbing out of the abyss
I’m slowly coming out of a major funk, but I still think I’m a horrible person. It’s sometimes really difficult to reconcile those things.