Tag: mental health
Always Sorry
Screaming so loud my voice breaks, only the fragile hear me, and they’ll be the next to break. Mommy’s sick and sorry and so sick of being sorry that anything to numb the rage seems a proper penalty, a gift to give you peace. Smacking my face, alcohol craze, cigarettes Read more
Why Expressing Yourself Like a Teen is Good for You
I’ve been using Emily Robert’s book Express Yourself in my psychotherapy practice since it came out in the spring. It’s perfect for adolescent girls and boys. I saw the book on a Facebook timeline of my friend Lisa who is the founder of The Leshne Agency. I paid immediate attention because men should always pay Read more
Is Your Mind Lying to You?
I’ve spent quite a bit of time thinking about the pattern of beliefs that run through my mind. I have noticed that my beliefs are always explaining an emotional “feeling.” When we (I) say things that are declarations about how the world is (actual, “reality,” etc.), I know that those Read more
Listening Tears
Do you hear me? He asked. Repeat what I just said. No no no you have got it wrong What the fuck is wrong with your head? This isn’t back then. I used to scream with rage and belittle you, but not anymore. I was just angry because I know Read more
A Story of Depression, Isolation, and Finding My Way Back
Princess cards she sends me with her regards, Oh, bar-room eyes shine vacancy To see her you gotta look hard ―Manfred Mann, For You I had just come off a ten-year stretch of depression, scattered with a few bouts of mania when Dan came into my life. For years I Read more
Lost in Translation: How Embracing Vulnerability Saved Me
For as long as I can remember, my thoughts have been trapped in my head. An ineffectual communicator, I always listened to others and took to heart the words they said. I never responded. I was silent. Childhood for me was silence. I never exposed a pure thought or an emotion that I was feeling. I just could not find the courage, or the right words to say what I felt.
Seven Shades of Sick
Now pay attention. The next sentence will be the most important words I write. I have loved being alive. I’d like you to pause and remember it as we move through the uncomfortable. It’s 4:00 AM. The house has gone quiet. I am tucked in bed safe and sound, baby Read more