Tag: Mental Health

  • Space

    Space

    I think this is for all the people in my life who have understood that things are Not Okay right now. These people have rolled with it when I’ve cancelled plans at the last minute…

  • Hello, My Name is Grief

    Hello, My Name is Grief

    So I had a third miscarriage. Each time is harder. They add together. The second miscarriage wasn’t only a miscarriage, it was the first miscarriage happening again as well as a new miscarriage. And now this miscarriage is the first miscarriage happening again, and the second miscarriage happening again, as well as a new miscarriage…

  • A Case of Shit Bees (Impostor Syndrome)

    A Case of Shit Bees (Impostor Syndrome)

    Do you ever peek at the last page in a book? Sometimes I do. This story ends with me winning first place in a youth art competition. I was eleven, quite young compared to some of the other people who had entered. The person who came second was older than me. I saw her face…

  • Impromptu, Not-Funny Thoughts About 2016, Life and Depression. Also Cats.

    Impromptu, Not-Funny Thoughts About 2016, Life and Depression. Also Cats.

    I have seen a lot of jokes and not-so-jokes about 2016 kicking humanity in the tender bits. It’s a bit weird for me because 2016 has been the best year of my life. (So far)…

  • The Costume Debacle

    The Costume Debacle
  • When Anxiety Attacks

    When Anxiety Attacks
  • “So, what do you do?”: An Apology

    “So, what do you do?”: An Apology

    My apology comes on two fronts. First, I’m sorry to people who ask me this question. You don’t really know me and you’re trying to maintain conversation through the inevitable lull. You pull out the old faithful “so, what do you do?” expecting a good fifteen minutes where you can just coast on me nattering…

  • Depression Lies

    Depression Lies

    Lately my depression has been close to the surface. It whispers things to me and manipulates me. It tries to make me believe that I am worthless. I want to write about it properly, but everything I put down seems wrong, and I end up in tangles. To have it swoop in and steal the…

  • Fighting Multi-Headed Anxiety Monsters with the Power of Song

    Fighting Multi-Headed Anxiety Monsters with the Power of Song

    But first a confession. I had a really hard time writing this, but an easy time drawing the pictures. In fact, I had more fun drawing these pictures than I did drawing myself being ripped apart by a bear, and I giggled continuously while doing that one. But the words were difficult. So this is…