I gained 30 lbs. How revolting is that? My relationship with food is a miserable one. I am an emotional binger. My pattern is an ‘all or nothing’ approach concerning … Continue reading My Destructive Relationship
On this day my life changed. On this day, Sophia was born. I had the privilege to birth and bring up a first child and only daughter. The endless labored … Continue reading January 30th
Wearing the ‘normal’ mask is what I always have done. I developed strategies over the years to aid in coping with my anxiety and depressive disorders. I use mantra’s like … Continue reading Bell Let's Talk Day
Depression is low energy and the ‘not wanting’. It is the ‘not wanting’ to take your kid to the Christmas Parade, the ‘not wanting’ to go to the dog park, … Continue reading 🙍♀️The "Not Wanting" Mind 🙍♀️
Dear Sweet Lord.. I am…Passionate and Assertive; Sensitive, Strong & Courageous;Bold & Shy; Honest, Open & Willing;Certain & Uncertain.Motivated & Energetic.Forever Young & as Old as Methuselah;Low Energy & Sad;Insecure & Confident. … Continue reading Describe Who I Am? Really?
I can see him in the distance. I towards him. Him towards me. My heart begins to beat faster. My step gets a little lighter…. I cannot hold in the … Continue reading 🧥The Wind-River🧥
This morning I ate two tubs of Ben & Jerry’s. Chocolate Fudge Brownie & Cherry Garcia. The store closed at 3 am, yet, it is 6:30 am and I am … Continue reading Ben and Jerry’s
I stand. I stand before you uneasy and afraid. I stand trembling. My throat is dry ; my hands sweat. My voice soon to quiver. I stand. I stand before … Continue reading I Stand.
I am the problem I have adjudged. I provoke the turmoil and pain. Tears. Uneasiness. Low self esteem. No self-worth. I recognize childhood when my Dad was the problem. I … Continue reading I am the Problem
I sit in my car clutching the car steering wheel in my driveway and cry convulsively. I want to drive and not come back. Mentally I shame and discredit myself … Continue reading Escape
I repetitively struggle with my emotions. I felt different as a child, a teen, and I feel peculiar as an adult. My conflict and emotional pain is real. Unfortunately, mental … Continue reading Emotions Anonymous