Cozy, warm. Duvet and pillow. Big spoon, little spoon. Drifting… a car crash a plane crash a train crash a house fire a cliff Niagara Falls choking leukemia– STOP. Stop. Stop. Breathe in. Out. Hold hands. Drif– drowning freezing did … Continue reading What if
The fact that I “have” anxiety does not make me a failure at being a human. And I don’t “have” anxiety because of some personal failing. Anxiety is just a part of me–a part of everyone, really. The goal has never been to eliminate it completely, but to learn to manage and tolerate it. Continue reading CBT DIARIES | Sessions 8-12: Life After CBT
This is a hard post to write.
The topics I’ve been reading about this week, and the terms I’ve been learning, paint a picture of where this post is going. Eating disorders. Orthorexia. Subjective binge eating. Social anxiety. Comorbidity. Continue reading THE PLOT THICKENS | This is hard to talk about…
It’s okay not to be liked by everyone. Your 32-year-old self is a people pleaser. Not by choice, but by an overpowering urge to keep the peace and avoid conflict. You will come to think of yourself as a chameleon. When you read the children’s story The Mixed-Up Chameleon by Eric Carle, you’ll feel like it was written about you. Except that even the chameleon in the story has more self-confidence than you do, because he actually says things like, “I want to be…” whereas you cannot stop yourself from changing to blend in with your surroundings. Continue reading YOU ARE GOOD ENOUGH / An Open Letter To My Younger Self