thought out and often thought-provoking posts
A true story in six short parts. **trigger warning** I. Since the beginning of the year, I have been attending group therapy sessions for women with post-traumatic stress disorder. The group meets every other Wednesday and consists of six women, including myself, and the mediating therapist. Last Wednesday evening, a group member said, “This is …
Self: I hate you. Self: You’re fat. Self: What’s the point. Self: It’s useless. Self: You’re only good for one thing, and it’s exactly what you’re afraid of. Self: You’re lack of control is appalling. Self: I hate you. Self: You’ll never amount to anything. You’re too old to start again. Self: There’s no point. Self: You’re fat. Self: You’re not worth the time anyone spends …
Day 30: In a letter to yourself, write everything you love about yourself. Dear self, I love your brain. I love that you’re an intelligent person, despite being mixed up or forgetful sometimes. Don’t let anyone ever tell you you’re stupid; you’re not. You’re smarter than anyone who says that, at least. I love that …
Day 26: Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why? Yes, I have. Often, even. Here’s the thing, though. As a person who’s been depressed enough to want to take that permanent solution, let me just make on thing clear: I have never ever thought about it as “giving …
So, I work in a retail store wherein Christmas songs are playing nonstop every single day from November 15 until Christmas Day. I don’t dislike Christmas songs, generally speaking, except for “Santa Baby” and “It’s Cold Outside”, but hearing any song over and over and over for any extended period of time is going to …
I’ve had this journal online, in some form, since 12 December 2001. That makes today my tenth birthday. I’m double digits, guys! I really wish I’d thought of this ahead of time because I would have commissioned some art or something from one of my artist friends to post here as a birthday present to …
This is, somehow, my 2222nd published post. Since December 2001, I’ve actually published more entries than this landmark shows because this past August I deleted a bunch of my old posts up through about June 2006. (Hahaha, bet you hadn’t noticed that.) This month, my family and I celebrated International Pocky Day (11/11/11), so named …