The Rebuild – Part 2

A recent update Here I sit, with the glow of the Christmas tree lights reflecting off the window as it snows outside. It’s the end of November and I decided to finally sit down and write. After a very successful summer with my personal growth being at an all-time high, a new opportunity presented itself.... Continue Reading →

A Breakthrough Summer

I’ve been waiting to write a piece like this. A piece filled with complete confidence. A story of me slaying my demons. So here it goes… It really began in June when my dad had relatives come over and visit from Germany. We wanted to do all the touristy things with him as he had... Continue Reading →

A Part of My Story

What do you do when you’re curled up under your weighted blanket and you’re waiting for your phone to notify you that you got a message? What do you do when that doesn’t happen? What do you do when you decide to be vulnerable and tell someone that you’re struggling? What do you do when... Continue Reading →

More Than My Illness

February…I hope you are better than January. In January I struggled a lot. My anxiety was a lot, it was intense, it was heavy. I felt like I was walking through thick mud, that every step I tried to take was difficult…a struggle. The anxiety I was dealing with was at times so intense that... Continue Reading →

The Rebuild – part 1

Here I am. It is Saturday night. My phone is quiet, I’m watching the Toronto Raptors play the Golden State Warriors on TV and listening to music. My parents have to listen to me typing, singing and yelling at the TV. But this is nothing new. This is one of my happy places.                 It... Continue Reading →

More Than One Battle

Where doing I start? It's been too long since I sat down and just wrote. There are so many things I want to tell, but some things I'm not ready to share. This past year has been one like no other. My Mom was diagnosed with breast cancer last September. A fight against cancer is... Continue Reading →

A little bit of hope

Living with mental illness has taught me a lot. Some good and some not so good. I have come to the sad realization that my depression can trick me into thinking that I am unlovable. That I am not worthy of being loved by myself or others. My very own nightmare. (I do realize that... Continue Reading →

Acceptance & Understanding

I sit here, tears rolling down my cheeks, dripping onto my black t-shirt. The screen is blurry as I type and wipe away the tears. I have been living with different levels of anxiety and depression for 11 years. That is 4,015 days. I could tell you stories about being forgotten about, hurdles I have... Continue Reading →

The day I dream of

I’m overwhelmed and yet underwhelmed at the same time. I have a sense of clarity and yet feel like I’m in a fog. I feel lost and yet I know where I am. My heart aches yet it is so full of love. I feel lonely but I am not alone. I’m tired but I... Continue Reading →

Trying to push my anxiety aside

I woke up from a nap yesterday afternoon, I could feel my heart racing. Thump, thump, thump, it seemed so loud. Sure enough, looked at my Fitbit, my heart rate was high, and I was trembling. I HATE it when this happens. When a potential anxiety attack wakes me up. My Mom came and hugged... Continue Reading →

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