writing
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My Relationship with Emotions
It’s been a hot mess, y’all! Today I saw my DBT therapist and I explained that I’ve been tracking my mood in the tracker she gave me. I showed her the sheet and we both recognized that I’ve been feeling manic-y. So instead of teaching me about Distress Tolerance like…
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It’s Tuesday
A Poem About My Day Cozy but getting myself on my feetThe taste and smell of fresh coffee With donuts! Two not one Seeing an episode for the first time And actually liking itApplying my makeup with precision Gotta have them perfectly drawn on eyebrows…Am I right?Being driven somewhere I’ll…
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Babe, you ok?
You’ve barely touched your untapped potential Dude, I am like, reaaaally struggling today. I feel moody, grouchy, angry, sad… you name it. And I keep reminiscing and missing the days when I was a kid and telling myself, “It’s ok. I’ll figure it out eventually”. Well, guess what? I sincerely…
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“Alone At Last”
A Short Story by Nancy George White was living a secluded life in the United Kingdom of Great Britain. He was attending a police academy to become a police officer and besides that, not much would occupy his mind. That is until something inconceivable happened. Although George lived a solitary…
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Why having a blog feels like going outside naked
To me anyway… So far, I have had some positive experiences with this blog. People are starting to like my posts and/or commenting. It does feel good to be heard-especially when I have felt like a loner for the majority of my life. But I can’t help but feel naked…
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What it’s like to have BPD
In my life… I always figured I was different and that’s just how life worked. I didn’t categorize/classify my personality as a “disorder”. But I knew something was off about me. For example: when kids wanted to play games during recess, it was very difficult for me to articulate what…
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Are your observations accurate? Are you capable of handling reality for what it is? Versus what it isn’t?
Life isn’t easy. Well, it hasn’t been for me… I don’t know about you… but it being difficult led me to smoke cannabis. Not just here and there… but daily. Up to five times a day. It was definitely an addiction yet, I at the time I preferred existing in…
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This “slut” is self-aware.
What Now? I remember having really toxic friends in high school and in the very beginning of community college. It was a very frustrating time for me because I wanted friends so badly that I put up with a lot of bullying. They would call it “roasting” but I knew…
Foolishly Happy 