I Don’t Hate My Life
I don’t hate my life. I hate the way I feel. And the more I try to fix the outsides, the more confusing it becomes as to why I want to die. I can get the outsides shiny and clean, but shiny and clean do not sanity make.
Category: ReCoVer blog
Finding health was impossible until I knew the root cause of my illnesses.
Re = back
Co = with
Ver = truth
Once reunited with my truth, I could begin to heal. That’s what this blog is about.
200 Words
A piece I wrote was included in Chapter 4 of Politiken’s “200 Words” – a global collaboration about our shared experiences living in the world during our current pandemic.
Dark Again.
Depression isn’t math
There isn’t always a solution
There isn’t always a solution
Mother’s Day with Postpartum Mental Illness
Moms with postpartum mental illness are miracles. You are brave. You are warriors.
My PTSD Has PTSD
Comparing traumas is futile. It’s the impact the trauma had on the individual that matters.
People Come, People Go
Nothing is personal, even though attacks of character certainly feel personal at the time, they truly aren’t about me.