Category: Mental Health
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Dying to Live
Death is a funny thing… Not funny haha, but funny strange. I’m sitting at work (yes, I shouldn’t be blogging while at work, but it helps) and am still in a state of shock about someone’s death. I just spoke with him yesterday. And now he’s gone. That’s the nature of things. We never know…
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Trusting the Process
Has anyone ever told you, “You’re right where you’re supposed to be”? Although starting blogs with a closed-ended question is perhaps not the most exciting hook compared to the heartfelt displays I’ve posted as of late, it is what it is. That whole “It is what it is” is another way of saying you’re right…
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Does One Lie Make Everything Else a Lie?
My ex-girlfriend told me through her tears, “You conned me. I don’t believe anything you say.” That comment hit me right in the gut, between the eyes, and in my heart. I did this. Again. After months of cohabitation, it has come to this again—I hurt someone I love very much, and now I need…
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Digging Deep
I had a dream last night. It woke me around three in the morning. Do you ever have those dreams that take a few minutes to convince yourself it wasn’t real? Yeah, it was one of those. I should note that I normally have vivid dreams and especially now since I’m taking Chantix to help…
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Sometimes We Fall
I was sitting on our couch, clutching our black cat close to me as I cried… How had this happened? What am I going to do? Will I lose my home, my girlfriend, my cat…? My life? Please God, please help me…. I can’t fucking do this. Make this stop. I wept wondering if I’d…
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“You Have No Enemies.”
“You have no enemies.” my girlfriend said to me from across the cold patio… except at that moment, she was my ex-girlfriend. Four words. So simple. And yet… she pierced my life-long outer shell so precisely and entered the stony chamber of my heart. Ten Hours Earlier… A week ago, I had just come home…
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The Waiting Game…
Of course, I know what I mean by “The Waiting Game.” However, looking at the date of my last post, evidently, it also applies to me sitting my ass down to once again regale you fine folks with my thoughts on thriving beyond trauma. The last post doesn’t really count because I mostly just copied-and-pasted…
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A Book is Born…
Or at least, inseminated… Okay folks, this may be officially my laziest blog post yet. A writer-friend of mine as well as my beloved Tricia encouraged me to start writing a book. Yes, the wisdom of these fine people must surely be questioned because isn’t it bad enough I spew my salacious soliloquys online? Well,…
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Tackling Trauma
Oh no… he used the “T” word! Yes, young Bucky, I did. And here is your trigger warning for what may follow… Since this fucking blog represents itself as various rants regarding thriving beyond trauma, and I’ve written 40 some-odd (mostly odd) posts about that, perhaps we’re due to discuss this trauma business. There are…
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