Tag Archives: anxiety

asleep.

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.

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.

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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sleep.

I think I’m doing it wrong. I know I should try going to sleep earlier so I can get one solid reasonably-long block of sleep. But it just doesn’t happen. Edited to add: This is not because I can’t sleep. … Continue reading

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writer’s death.

I don’t write anymore and I hate it. I used to look forward to having time to sit down with my laptop and write to my heart’s content. Fiction, poetry, and whatever else came to mind. But that is no … Continue reading

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alone time. plus lunch.

Alone time. I’m about to have more of it. I know a lot of parents are thrilled when their kids go back to school, but I’m not. Being alone is not a good thing for me. Not right now. Especially not … Continue reading

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how my sunday went.

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.

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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