Epilogue

Every day is a struggle. I know my mind will never fully be right. There will always be spurts of depression and mania. Learning to recognize them helps, but it doesn’t make them any less painful. I have come a long way since the last post. I have learned that what the little girl-the littleContinue reading “Epilogue”

Life Comes In 3’s (Part 3)

Death has always been weird to me. I have never been able to express condolences appropriately. When a close uncle found out he had cancer my first words were “well, that’s what he gets for smoking.” I did feel bad but showing empathy has never been a strong trait of mine. It is also weirdContinue reading “Life Comes In 3’s (Part 3)”

Day 59- Life Comes In 3’s (Part 2)

As I talked about yesterday, I told you that I had been impregnated through rape. What came after that was a spiral of mania and fighting to survive. It was mixed emotions after I had given away the first baby. I say gave away because I did not want her. In the adoption it wasContinue reading “Day 59- Life Comes In 3’s (Part 2)”

Day 58- Life Comes In 3’s (Part 1)

If someone were to ask me the worst thing I have ever done I would feel conflicted, after all, what many would see as the worst thing I could possibly do is honestly the best in my eyes, and what is the best thing I have ever done in the eyes of many, to meContinue reading “Day 58- Life Comes In 3’s (Part 1)”

Day 58-Hypnotherapy

I went through my first hypnotherapy session and maybe this is part of the reason I feel exhausted, I am not sure. I went in with doubts, after all, the idea is cool and there is science to back it up, but it is also fairly hard to understand why or how it works, andContinue reading “Day 58-Hypnotherapy”