Why do I walkIn the snow at night,With the air so bitter?Why offer it my face to bite? Because it’s quiet. The sky is mute plumAnd the trees dream,Their branches … Continue reading Snow at Night
Why do I walkIn the snow at night,With the air so bitter?Why offer it my face to bite? Because it’s quiet. The sky is mute plumAnd the trees dream,Their branches … Continue reading Snow at Night
The other day I made an offhand joke to a fellow teacher about something my therapist often tells me, which in itself isn’t unusual…but I said it in front of … Continue reading Normalizing.
Whenever I express to my therapist that I worry I sound like a narcissist, or that I’m showing toxic traits too much like my mother’s, she reminds me of her … Continue reading Adjusting the volume.
I had a nightmare last night. That’s not unusual. I used to have nightmares almost every night, but that’s gotten better with time and some hard work in therapy. Now … Continue reading Worst nightmare.
Have you ever had a certain song lyric just really hit home for you? I don’t know if this is peculiar, but I’ve had a particular affinity for any song … Continue reading Who cares?
Lots of lessons were learned the hard way on Monday this week. Or, if not learned anew, certainly refreshed. Lesson #1: I can do hard things, but, I don’t always … Continue reading Belly of the Beast, encore edition.
Sometimes we have hard days. Sometimes we have a bunch of hard days in a row. Sometimes the hard days start to stockpile until you feel like that’s all there … Continue reading Potential.
It came to my attention this morning that today is World Mental Health Day; it’s now late in the evening, and this is the first time I’ve sat down all … Continue reading My mental health is mine.