Category Archives: anxiety

I’m here… but…

Posted on 25 February 2019 by

This post has been in my draft folder since the 14th of December. I just haven’t felt like I was good enough to be around anyone… even online. But then I was isolated and I felt worse. Thank you to … Continue reading →

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missed christmas.

Posted on 2 January 2019 by

Well, I missed Christmas. No… not really. I just mean I missed Christmas here. I didn’t post any well wishes. I didn’t write anything. I didn’t do a damn thing. Except disappear. Miss me? I totally understand if you didn’t. … Continue reading →

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holiday busyness.

Posted on 14 December 2018 by

I have been busy. I blame Christmas. Or I credit Christmas, depending on my perspective at any given moment. I’m tired. I feel stressed… burnt out. But I don’t feel hopelessly bored and scared and useless. Well, not entirely, anyway. It feels like … Continue reading →

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asleep.

Posted on 16 November 2018 by

In search of the elusive ‘solution‘ to the crushing feelings of sadness that creep up on me daily, I seem to have fallen into my own special fucked-up coping mechanism. Something unhealthy. You see, I have not wanted to admit … Continue reading →

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emotional tagging.

Posted on 22 October 2018 by

I try to always tag my posts appropriately so they can be found easily by anyone looking for a specific topic. I assume that is how some people find this blog. I don’t think there is an ‘official‘ way to … Continue reading →

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blame.

Posted on 2 October 2018 by

Why is it so hard for me to believe that everything’s not my fault? I try to tell myself that’s not true, but I don’t believe me. What takes over is… something else. Everything wrong in every part of my … Continue reading →

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how my sunday went.

Posted on 20 August 2018 by

Sunday morning I woke up early. No one was awake yet. I didn’t get out of bed, though. I just stayed there. Staring at the ceiling. I started to feel anxious… and a little sick. I tried to close my … Continue reading →

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wish I were there.

Posted on 26 July 2018 by

When I was a kid, I hated living in my small hometown in Rhode Island. It’s boring, I would say. There’s nothing to do, I’d complain. I wish we lived somewhere more exciting. Boy, was I wrong. I long for those … Continue reading →

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