Rewind to last week, if you will. It’d finally arrived– the Festival of Faith & Writing. I’ve been looking forward to this event for months- years, actually. I’d been wanting to attend this festival since college, and I was ecstatic– filled with excitement and expectation of what was to come. I got there Wednesday evening… Read More when depression tags along.
hola. Wasn’t even planning on being at the FMF party tonight– was supposed to do dinner with a friend, but alas. Anyway. This is a good word: Yesterday, I went to the doctor for a sinus infection and came out with an increased dose in my antidepressant. That wasn’t exactly what I had planned.… Read More release {five minute friday}
Almost a week late. Oops. Apparently, after a month of taking care of my mom’s health, mine has decided to falter. thought it was just a toothache, but then my face and ear started throbbing, and my nose got stuffy, and I started feeling just plain crappy… so I’m thinking sinus infection/some sort of annoyance… Read More when mental illness changes your routine. {five minute friday}
Counting my blessings won’t stop the panic attacks. Telling me to pray more isn’t going to make the depression go away. Suggesting I do this/take that/stop this isn’t going to fix my broken brain. STOP. Why do we keep getting bombarded with messages telling us to DO more about our anxiety? Why does everyone else have… Read More quit shaming the anxious.
happy FMF day, y’all. i think this week’s word might be the most timely of them all: Dang, I think Kate’s psychic or something. You know how people ask you “how are you?” and the go-to catch-all answer is “I’m fine.” Mine? “I’m tired.” I am tired. Physically tired, thanks to restless, insomniatic, broken sleep… Read More i’m tired. {five minute friday}
When people ask how I’m doing these days, I give them the usual depression answers: I’m okay. Fine. Alright. Surviving. Making it. Tired. Do those answers seem indicative of a person doing well? Not really. But are they enough to avoid actually going into detail on how I’m really doing? Most of the time– both… Read More stalled. (the art of busy)
i’m craving rest, but my body is restless. my mind is racing, but it’s completely blank. I’m sweating through my clothes, but am getting chills intermittently. my body aches. my head and back throb. words are going in one ear and out the other. i hear things, but nothing is being comprehended. a deep wave of anxiety… Read More untitled 1000-word ramble.
I am so tired. Yet I can’t sleep. The dark circles under my eyes probably tell you that. There are some days/nights where my anxiety overtakes me down to the bones. There are others where depression calls the shots. Then there are the fun days where both fight for control of my brain. A lot… Read More give me rest.
It started to storm in my neck of the woods shortly before the sun set on this long day. I felt like I was suffocating stuck in this house, so I quietly moseyed outside at the first ring of thunder. I sat down on what barely constitutes a front porch to watch. The thunder and… Read More thank god for storms.
This week’s FMF word: I’m trying. I’m trying to start over, but I can’t figure out where to start. I’m trying to breathe deeply, and not let the anxiety overwhelm my whole body, making me sick as it has a lot the last few days(weeks). I’m trying to not get frustrated and overwhelmed despite… Read More try (five minute friday)