• A Day in the Life

    Understanding the Hard Stuff

    My parents have been married for twenty-five years and though those years I have seen many things. Anyone who has both their parents or remember a time when their parents together knew there were those rifts in their marriage. It’s hard to see the people you love go through something that seems unsolvable. You wonder what you can do to help the situation and how can you prevent it from happening again. People who have divorced parents may not have to endure the hardships of having to watch your parents go through it. No matter how old you get, it always feels bad. No one wants their parents to divorce. You…

  • Understanding You

    Talking is Healing

    In my family, we like to keep our problems to ourselves. It seems better to hide away and not talk about ourselves, but that isn’t the case. We hide because we are embarrassed about the things that have happened in our households. We try to cover the shame by trying to appear perfect all the time. What I am about to tell you is a fact, it’s impossible to be perfect. If perfection existed we wouldn’t have problems. I am learning this the hard way. As I understand my OCD, I learn that not everything can be controlled. Me my mom, my aunt, and my cousin all sat around at…

  • A Day in the Life,  Anxiety,  Dealing With Stress,  Things That Bother Me Badly,  Understanding You

    I Had A Mental Breakdown

    I had a mental breakdown today. Yes, ironic that I didn’t follow my own advice, but I was really in my feelings. I have a hard time dealing with change. It becomes my downfall a lot of times. My parents are the best at helping me, but it’s taking the help that is the problem. I know that it is easy, but I find it hard to move forward. So what happened to me today? I went to the psychiatrist to get my prescription. I go about every two months. The medicine normally lasts me all the way to then. Today as I sat down across from my psychiatrist I…

  • A Day in the Life,  Things I Like

    Retail Therapy is Real Therapy ( Not Just For the Mentally Ill)

    I woke up early on Tuesday morning to head out with my mom to do some shopping. We had to travel all the way to Lawrenceville. I’m not an early bird. I went to bed about two in the morning hoping that I could run on adrenaline later on in the day. I was to be comfortable, so I needed sneakers, not heels, or sandals. All these factors mattered. When my mom woke me up later that morning I grudgingly rolled out of bed and prepared to go shopping at the thrift store. This was going to be the best therapy ever. This was my first time to a thrift…

  • Dealing With Stress,  Things I Like

    Cleaning Is Joy

    For me cleaning is therapeutic. I talk to women who find cleaning to be a drag and do it’s only because they have too. I understand because when you are the only one doing it, it can be frustrating, but there is joy in it. Here are my reasons for liking to clean: You get stuff in the order you want it. When I clean I like all my dishes in order. I don’t like having a pan in one place and the lid in the other. I also don’t like to dig through unorganized pots just to get the one I want. When I do this all myself, I…