Life
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Happy birthday month to me! Going into 33 was an interesting juxtaposition to say the least. With new experiences and uncertainty sit a sense of nostalgia and familiarity. Peace and panic quietly coexist under my skin. I missed let’s month, so let’s answer the montly question here: what’s got me hooked this month? An Ignored…
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Today is day one of my 33rd year around the sun, and it’s a chill one after my early birthday first visit to Salem with my friend a couple days ago. Day five of my six-day birthday staycation/my actual birthday comes to you from Caf Bar’s beautiful big window. A giant chocolate chip cookie treat…
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I don’t mind going out and socializing; I love finding new music or dancing to classics. Meeting new people is fun, too (when my social anxiety lets me approach). Since my move to New England, though, I find myself happy with my own company like I was as a kid. It’s peaceful being alone especially…
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“Routine”…a foreign word to me. (For someone with a strong need for routine, I suck at keeping one.) Up until the last couple months, routine didn’t exist for me. I spent months in depression rot: wake up whenever, suffer at work in physical pain with a racing mind, zone out until I knocked back out…
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The tumult of life, recovery, and emotional regulation – one thing I’ve always struggled with. No matter how much therapy I go through, my brain thinks happiness should be forever; my world crumbles if things aren’t going “right” or “to plan”. And, when my world starts crumbling, I get so burnt out that I can…
The Soft Sea Witch 