If you were to ask me 10 years ago where I would be at 25, "I don't know if I'll make it to 25." My mental illness (diagnosed as depression, anxiety & OCD) has been a shadow following me since I was 12. I remember the first time I thought there might be something wrong… Continue reading What do you mean I might not be mentally ill?
Note: This post will be written by no other than Doby, the dog (@dobythedawg on Instagram). I woke up today, and it was like any other day. It was rainy which meant likely no walk... but then, mom turned on the fireplace and invited me for special couch cuddles where she doesn't ask me to… Continue reading My Dogs Birthday
Recently I celebrated a birthday... 25! Can't even lie; it kinda crept up on me. Birthdays are a strange thing. It's like "Hey- you were birthed ______ many years ago...Congrats!" Regardless, I always use my birthdays as an opportunity to reflect on the past year and create goals for the next. 24 was a HUGE… Continue reading What I’ve Learned Being 24
When the days feel like too much When stepping out the front door feels like stepping outside of your skin When you can't wrap your head around the idea of fighting this for one. more. second. Today is an important day. The day where suicide prevention has a light beam right on it. The… Continue reading #WorldSuicidePreventionDay / Announcement
Fall is coming quickly. PSLs (Pumpkin Spiced Lattes) are already at Starbucks and I don't feel ready for this! School starts in 3 days and soon the leaves will start falling and the best summer of my life so far will come to an end and I'll have time to reflect and be truly thankful… Continue reading Fall Bucket List
Wow- it's been a while (again). One of my fatal flaws is I can be inconsistent...surprise, surprise. In my defence, in the last 5 months I've moved, gotten married & gone to Italy. So I mean, life has been busy... Okay, that's an understatement. Life has been so insane I barely realized how insane it… Continue reading Back to Blogging/Post Wedding Blues
I haven't written in... a while. To be more honest... It's been months. Usually, when I stop writing, it means I'm overwhelmed and cannot process my thoughts. This time, I stopped writing because I was OVER processing my thoughts. I was so stuck in my head that I could barely live my life. I spent… Continue reading same life, different outlook