Stop Licking Me And Get Your Butt Out Of My Face…

…was honestly, not something I ever expected to cross my mind during a therapy session. However, due to the on-going quarantines surrounding the COVID-19 Pandemic, my regular therapy session yesterday was a teletherapy session. And this meant among other things that my cat was something that came up during the session. Literally. In all seriousness, […]

Missing the Flavor in the Mac and Cheese

Yesterday, my therapist and I talked about the need for me to get outside of my bubble more often. It should be noted that while I like the idea, at least in theory, the mere phrase triggers twinges of anxiety within me in practice. I am so reluctant to try new things unless someone else […]

A Case of Meh

Or you can call it the fog or a lack of spoons, but I prefer meh. It wasn’t a full-blown depression that I was experiencing these last couple days, more just a general aimlessness. It was a difficulty concentrating. A difficulty getting motivated, really just an all-around meh as my depression said what is the […]

Damn You Alexander Graham Bell

I really hate having to talk to people on the phone. I mean friends or family are fine, whatever. I may not be the best at keeping in touch with people, but I can manage calls if I know the person. What I struggle with are business calls. Straightening out a mix-up with insurance, or […]

Progress vs. Procrastination

Coming into this week I had a list of things I wanted to get done. Then my physical and mental health both took a bit of a turn and thus far many of the things on my to-do list remain undone. And this isn’t the first time I have dealt with this. I’ve noticed that […]

I’ll Stick With Zombies, Thanks

During my therapy session yesterday, my therapist and I were talking about how I can at least do something positive when in the midst of a depressive episode, even if it is just watching something I enjoy on Netflix because I don’t have the energy for anything else. She suggested that I could watch uplifting […]

The Monster in the Closet

I am semi-organized. And that description of myself is semi-accurate. Yes, I can find the things I use regularly, the clothing I wear often. I almost never misplace my keys or my wallet. Yet underneath the piles of things that I use often is a different kind of darkness, a monster in my closet that […]