I often feel like I can barely stay standing. It’s like I’m on the brink of falling, collapsing. Maybe if I did, I’d feel a bit better, because I’d get...
Sometimes I feel like I cannot do this living thing. How do you do this all the time? Day in day out? How do you keep going?
Some things never go away, no matter how hard we try to rid ourselves of them. They never go away. Not completely at least.
An unwelcome/welcome discovery I made not so long ago.
Specific drugs can be used to decrease the symptoms of depression. But if you don’t take them as prescribed, even after you are feeling better, your road to recovery will be longer. Even worse, you might be doing yourself more harm than good. And your stressors and triggers will be harder to manage.
What happens when you can’t take it anymore and you try to fight back?
People don’t see us like we see ourselves. We don’t see ourselves like people see us. And sometimes, we don’t see ourselves at all.
Why is it so hard to love one self? How do you stop the self-hate cycle?
The Latin root of grateful, “gratus”, implies pleasure or something pleasing. In other words, to be grateful is to be full of pleasure. So why does this warm feeling escape me when I’m grateful?
What happens when you rationalize your emotions? If you were hurting, would you hurt less? Would your rationalizations keep the pain away in the first place? Can you protect yourself without punishing yourself one way or the other?