Tag Archives: anxiety

I feel… tired anxious sad helpless… done.

Posted on 20 September 2021 by what sandra thinks

Did you ever notice that when you’re not doing well and it feels like the world is collapsing around you, something even worse happens and you just want to crawl into a hole and die? No? Just me? Okay. I’m … Continue reading →

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misunderstood.

Posted on 6 May 2021 by what sandra thinks

They will never truly understand me. They will never take me seriously. They will forever think I’m just looking for attention or blowing things out of proportion or that I’m dramatic or lazy or weak or all of the above. … Continue reading →

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the anxiety of reading.

Posted on 4 July 2020 by what sandra thinks

If there was ever a question that I have too much stress and anxiety, rest assured, there is no doubt. I have a shit ton. Over the last few weeks, I’ve been reading. A lot. Thirty-eight books in about three … Continue reading →

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my assignment.

Posted on 15 June 2020 by what sandra thinks

I had an appointment with my NP last week and she left me with an assignment. We talked about my parenting worries—specifically that I think I’m a terrible mom… and that my own mom was so much better. ‘How was … Continue reading →

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a pat on the back.

Posted on 19 March 2020 by what sandra thinks

[If you have strong political beliefs that are the opposite of mine, you might want to run now.] What the fuck? No, really. What the fuck? I don’t usually do this… It’s a risk. I don’t like to speak publicly … Continue reading →

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guilt.

Posted on 25 February 2020 by what sandra thinks

Guilt. I hear it’s a useless emotion. But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel it. Constantly. No matter how good I feel… no matter how bad… how hopeless… how sad… how confused. No matter what I feel… the guilt is … Continue reading →

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un-friend-able.

Posted on 26 January 2020 by what sandra thinks

I don’t quite understand why anyone would want to be friends with me. If I wasn’t me, I don’t know that I’d want to be friends with me. I lean strongly toward no. [Aside: I just realized that this may … Continue reading →

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fucked up fresh start.

Posted on 8 January 2020 by what sandra thinks

When I started blogging, I wanted my online persona to be me, but different. It was my chance to start fresh. My chance to not be known as Sandra, the depressed chick. No one would have any preconceived notions about me. … Continue reading →

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