Tag Archives: depression

how I met their father. part 3.

Posted on 15 December 2015 by what sandra thinks

Previous installments:  Part 1 – Fame Part 2 – Sandra Goes Wild   Part 3 – Sandra Grows Up… and Down. [or Sandra Consumes the Whole Internet.] What better place for a bitter, cynical twenty-something than the Internet? After a successful, or … Continue reading →

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seconds later.

Posted on 10 December 2015 by what sandra thinks

seconds later. I woke up feeling hope today, Rested, strong, maybe even okay. But seconds later… My insides twisted into knots, Worry and fear invading my thoughts. I knew just how to clear my head – Straighten up this room … Continue reading →

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my true love.

Posted on 9 December 2015 by what sandra thinks

my true love. You wrap me up and keep me warm – Comforted, loved, and safe from harm. You lift me when I’m broken down. I cannot live without you around. You give me strength, you give me hope. You make … Continue reading →

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my head may explode.

Posted on 9 December 2015 by what sandra thinks

Frustrated. We are not in the best financial situation right now. John has a decent job that he likes and he’s been there for years. I got laid off many many months ago and I remain unemployed. We have money … Continue reading →

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okay. here goes. magic.

Posted on 7 December 2015 by what sandra thinks

I’m doing this. I’m a bit nervous. [Did I mention that? Can you tell? Is it showing?]  Man, poetry has really never been my thing. But apparently intense emotion has. I have a feeling each day’s poem will act as a … Continue reading →

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time to accept it.

Posted on 1 December 2015 by what sandra thinks

I really do try to space out my ‘sad‘ posts. I don’t want to scare everyone away. Because, you know, I’m pretty f-ing scary. Boo. So, my advance apologies. Here’s a photo I took to lessen the sting of my patheticness … Continue reading →

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basket case.

Posted on 29 November 2015 by what sandra thinks

Anxiety sneaks up on me. I know it’s always there somewhere. But it lunges at me randomly, unpredictably. It grows into this huge fireball. It rolls around inside me, hurting my heart, making my stomach burn, tensing every muscle, rushing … Continue reading →

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the burden.

Posted on 12 November 2015 by what sandra thinks

I have had a long enough history with anxiety and depression to know the routine. Of course, it is not supposed to be a routine. I am supposed to be able to break out of the circle. And I do… … Continue reading →

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