The Devil I Know

I posted yesterday about how my therapist wanted me to know myself better and planned to help me make a “map of the tree of my mental illness.” First of all, anything that helps me be rid of the demons of mental illness, or at least lessen their grip, is a welcome thing. Yet at […]

The Twisted Tree of My Darkness

In my therapy session yesterday, we were talking about how well I know myself. Knowing myself, it turns out, is very helpful in rejecting the lies of depression. And it is something I struggle with. To help, my therapist came up with a visual. A tree. Who you are at your core, she explained, that […]

How Dare You Compliment Me Like That

I can be overly defensive at times. Usually, it is because I am already doubting myself and down on myself and I assume that any criticism will just feed that lowness. And worse, I feel that if I let the criticism stand, whoever it is will see me as I see myself, inept and unworthy […]

How Much Power Will You Let Your Demons Have

In a recent therapy session, my therapist suggested I give my mental illnesses too much power over me. For example, thinking I can’t do something or can’t try something because my anxiety is too high, or that my depression is an excuse for not trying to be better next time. Mental illness creates some limitations […]

Facing My Darkness in The Darkness

Among the tools I use to try to keep my depression and anxiety at bay is floating in a sensory deprivation tank. It involves floating in about 10 inches of water that is saturated with salt to be extremely dense, thus making it easy to float on. The pod can be made to be completely […]

And That Is Why Therapists Are Awfulsome

Therapists are awfulsome. And yes, I know I just invented that word, deal with it while I explain the awfulsomeness of therapists (spell check is really going to hate me today). In my therapy session yesterday, I was talking about how I reacted to a certain situation with someone from my past. My therapist stopped […]