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Socks and Shoes: The Sage Continues
If you ever want to feel like a kid again, I have a surefire way: run late because you can’t find your shoes. I tried it last week. It definitely made me feel like a kid again. Do you want to know what made it worse? Once I finally found my shoes and shoved them…
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I cried
On Friday I cried in the car. They were happy tears sprinkled with a little grief. What triggered these tears? I enjoyed a shopping trip with my kids for the first time ever. This is despite the fact that it was almost 4 hours long. Despite Butterfly hiding in clothes racks and losing her shoe.…
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Socks and Shoes
I like to consider myself a more logical, rational, and mature individual than I was 20 years ago. Nevertheless, I must admit there are certain logical fallacies that seem to be hardwired into my brain and persistent throughout time. We, my family and I, refer to it as “socks and shoes”. Getting kids ready to…
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anxiety, its a thing in teenagers too!
I am Bug, Missy’s daughter, who also has anxiety. For me, anxiety isn’t just one thing. It is different for different situations. Ex: in school, anxiety is more of a stress thing, I worry about whether things are going to get done and get done well ( proof, 4.0 GPA first term). Am I using…
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Toxic Perfectionism
“C’s get degrees.” I heard this phrase when I was in college. And it felt like blasphemy. I mean, yes, it may well be true that for some degrees you don’t need to get A’s and B’s. But I can tell you that this mindset goes against everything my brain says is right and good.…
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Pollyanna
This is going to be the first of a series of posts Amelia writes over the next couple of weeks. Pollyanna, written by Eleanor H. Porter, was first published in 1913. For those unfamiliar with the story, it is about a girl named Pollyanna (shocking, I know) who is orphaned and sent to live with…
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Writing as therapy
I wrote this post last winter, and then never actually posted it. I’m posting it today because I was out of town last week and kinda maybe forgot all about writing something for today until now, while I’m sitting in my car waiting for my daughter to finish up therapy. I wrote it as a…
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My Emotional Distress Animal
As I was heading into my house from the car one day, I saw a lady with a puppy (I live in a condo, so the garage is a little walk away from my house). My first thought was “Wow! She has a really cute puppy!” Then she came up and asked me if I…
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The Time I Had an MRI
I have been experiencing shaking and fatigue in my hands. Holding onto things is difficult. Opening things has been almost impossible. I needed to thread a needle and that was a joke. Playing the piano has been exhausting for my hands. After experiencing these symptoms for a few months, hoping they would magically go away,…
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Depression is Like Diarrhea
Analogies can be helpful for understanding difficult topics. Here’s Amelia’s analogy for how depression is like diarrhea.
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