Therapy.

This is more of an update, I didn’t want readers to think I fell off the map. Although I have been a slightly off the grid. I just started seeing my therapist, we’ve had 4 sessions now. I really have to say it’s already helping. I am able to live in the present, ways toContinue reading “Therapy.”

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My Town. Story Time.

There was a woman outside of my Seffner publix, just driving around the parking lot. I was leaving with the few things I could afford, eggs, coffee, creamer, and that was it. I had just got done pulling out the rest of my cash for my “HOA fee” on the house I own before thisContinue reading “My Town. Story Time.”

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Symptoms That Are Hard To Explain, Let Alone Talk About.

Being diagnosed with having a mental illness is not the hard part. Sometimes it’s the odd, strange side effects and symptoms that appear weird and off putting to others. Trying to hide some of these things is the hardest part of living with it. 1. Picking My Fingers I put bandaids on my thumbs sometimes,Continue reading “Symptoms That Are Hard To Explain, Let Alone Talk About.”

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We Aren’t Lazy.

I would like to help people understand what mental illness does to those who suffer.  First of all, it is not a walk in the park.  It is not something we can just change at the snap of a finger.  We hold jobs we cannot keep, leaving gaps in employment, making it difficult to moveContinue reading “We Aren’t Lazy.”

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Our Truth.

This isn’t a cry for help it’s more of a lesson. Having a mood disorder, a fucking terrible one at that is exhausting. This has caused me to be completely empathetic towards anyone suffering. I get it. I understand your pain. There is no cure and our meds only make it more tolerable. There isContinue reading “Our Truth.”

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Growing Up.

I was still living in Honolulu, Hawaii at the time of my diagnosis. However, everything was wonderful, I mean I lived in paradise!  I had just graduated from high school, I had my first love, I had received good grades in school, had good friends and was on my way to college.   I was on myContinue reading “Growing Up.”

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