Almost a month ago now, I stepped off a high curb, misjudged the height and rolled both my ankles. I fractured a few bones in my left foot, fractured my ankle joint on my right foot, sprained both ankles, and tore ligaments in both feet. When I recite that to people who ask what happened, …
Whenever I get stressed out, my perfectionism sky rockets. Which is the worst time to experience this. Throughout school, I was a giant perfectionist who got about three hours of sleep each night because of the many, many clubs and activities I was involved in. Straight A student, all AP classes, drum major, English Honor …
As you may already know, I suffer from depression and anxiety. I've written about it a few times, but I have never shared that I'm on anti-depressants. It's important to discuss this because there is such a stigma, STILL, that people are crazy or weird if they have to take meds. I have shared that …
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My poor therapist has listened to me carry on about death and about being scared of it for months now. Hyper-vigilance is a part of life after cancer. Is that pain my cancer coming back? Am I not hungry because my cancer is back? Is this the time it's going to kill me? Part of …
I used to think dissociation was an odd type of mental health issue that paired with dissociative identity disorder, DID. After intense periods of reflection and therapy, I realize that I dissociated for nine months last year. And I do it naturally without even thinking about it. This is why I have a very high …
Since covid-19 infiltrated our ivory towers, I have been silent. It’s partly because social distancing is starting to get to me and partly because I am struggling to find daily delights. Some days I find many delights, but most days find me anxiously awaiting worse and worse news. The roller coaster of corona being treated …
Brain fog, chemo brain, mental clouding. Since I completed my treatment and returned to work, my brain slowly became sharper, faster, and left my brain fog in the dust. My memory improved exponentially, my focus was clear, and I felt so grateful for my mental acuity returning. However, that only lasted for a few fleeting …
When I first noticed the 90s creeping back into our mainstream culture, I resisted it hard. I remember walking through Target seeing crop tops, jean skirts, scrunchies, and those plastic black chokers and I immediately became uncomfortable. I didn't understand until I got home that I was NOT mentally or emotionally prepared to be reminded …
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