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Over the last four or five months, I’ve had a few people reach out to me about anxiety, depression, OCPD, bi-polar, and one of my favorites, “going batshit crazy.” My advice to all of them has been the same, “Have you tried counseling?” Over fifty percent of the answers...

Today is the first time I’ve recognized I’m in mania (more specifically hypomania) and have expressed it to others. We are having a family hayride/cookout this weekend and everyone was responding what they would bring. Just reading the messages brought on my anxiety and heighten my feelings of agitation...

Ten years of being married. Jacob and I said our wedding vows ten years ago. Legally, we were married. According to the church, we were married. The rings on our fingers said we were married. But I was no wife. I was a monster. How in the world, and...

One word. A made up word, but my word. Insomnianxiety. Every. Single. Night. Am I having real chest pains and that is causing my anxiety, or is my anxiety causing me chest pains? Am I having a heart attack? Am I having a panic attack? Do I have COVID?...

Am I enough? Am I doing enough? It’s been a week from hell- the anxiety and feelings of guilt. With two sick kids, I feel guilty going to work and not being at home; when I stay home with them, I feel guilty not being at work. I feel...

“Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind. Always.” You’ve probably seen this quote on Pinterest, Twitter, or Facebook. Perhaps you hit the Like or Share buttons. Maybe, like me, you smiled and kept scrolling. But my thoughts on this quote have changed a...

We all know I don’t do shots well and my coworkers all know they have to approach me with a sneak attack so I don’t have time to psych myself out! It’s actually been several years since an immunization has made me cry, but that all changed today. I...

Yes, it’s that time of year. The time where everyone is joyful and excited; a little more cheerful and a lot more generous. Last year I believe I titled this post “Stressed and Depressed.” Shortly after, I broke out in stress-induced hives and started the holiday weekend in the...

June 6, 2017.That’s the day you couldn’t remember my name. You knew I was Miss Muffet’s daughter, but my name became “Girl.” I really was ok with that. After all, you have twenty grandchildren to remember. You knew me. You knew who I was. You just couldn’t think of...

What should have been the happiest day of my life, was ruined… by me. I single-handedly ruined my wedding day. Not only for myself, but for several others. 2011 was prime-time for my mania and intermittent explosive episodes. PRIME. TIME. I remember getting ready in the morning and everything...