Depression is f*cking cruel!
I never intended to write about this as the story I’m about to share is a deeply personal and troubling experience that will stay with me for the rest of my life. However, I decided I would share it because…
I never intended to write about this as the story I’m about to share is a deeply personal and troubling experience that will stay with me for the rest of my life. However, I decided I would share it because…
This post is especially difficult for me to write. That’s because I can’t look at this image without fighting back tears. As I reflect on the significance of this coin, I can’t help but revisit some incredibly emotional memories: the…
In my Deep Well of Depression, I felt trapped. There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide from this disorder. I was a prisoner. Naked and vulnerable, I felt defenseless to its exploitation. My disorder had become my master. In…
I reflect at times on certain choices I have made throughout my life – things I have done or said to people that I am not particularly proud of. These are the memories that make me wish I could go…
I still feel my symptoms from time to time: regret, guilt, worthlessness, agitation, slowness in motion, and though infrequent, at times, suicidal thoughts. But I recognize these symptoms for what they are – a mental illness. I don’t shy away…
Prepping my book for publishing on Amazon, I wrote an introduction. I made reference to a period of time when my manuscript was hidden under lock and key as I waited for that perfect time to present itself – that…
I made my way into the kitchen to fill my cup with java as I typically do every other hour on the hour. For the type of work I do, coffee is a must. Anyways, one of the accountants (let’s…
LIFE LESSON: “Plant seeds, not weeds when building relationships!” OK, so a questionable title choice, but here is some context: I lived on campus my first year of university and was packing my stuff before moving home for the Summer….