I don’t usually talk about my therapy session because I’m a firm believer that going to therapy is like going to Vegas — what happens in therapy (for the most part) stays in therapy. I…
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For months I have been afraid to write fiction. I journal and have trained myself to write honestly about my reality because it helps me create a narrative I can understand. In doing this though, I…
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This post will be short because I have yet to find the right words for this. Lately, the entire concept of the brave face has been making it really hard to keep the brave face…
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I’ve come to accept that my grief triggers are unknowns. For instance, today I was having a relatively great day when one of my grandmother’s doctors knocked on our door explaining that he was here…
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Living with anxiety is relatively new to me. After my grandmother passed away last March, I came out of a lifestyle that was highly rigid and extremely scheduled. No longer having the responsibility of caring…
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Sleep and your appetite. These are the two things that leave and are slow to come back after losing a loved one. For the most part I’m able to sleep through the night, but when…
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