“Katie, I don’t want you to kill yourself.” My friend called me earlier this week and wanted to hear herself how I was doing. She knows I am knee deep in depression and I am transitioning to new medication. She wanted me to know that she is here for me whether it be 2 pm … More My depression reality
Oh the time has come. I knew it would. These past few months just seemed harder. Longer. Darker. I chalked it up to Seasonal Affective Disorder. I prepared and tackled. I used all my tricks up my sleeve. Yet, here I am at the end of March still drifting aimlessly. I admitted it even. I … More I am fighting for myself and changing my medication
On March 14th, I got this idea for a little micro blog. I grabbed my camera, took the pic, went off to work. Right before my lunch break, I had a few minutes and I wrote. I wrote about my daily medication I take for my depression with anxiety. I stated I wasn’t ashamed and … More Going viral: The good, the bad, the ugly
I am living with depression. Long term clinical depression, often labeled as a chemical imbalance in the brain. Throw a little anxiety in the mix and I can be on the verge of a panic attack all day every day. For me, it is a disease. One that is brushed off and said to be … More I am living with depression and I have no shame
My first time was in college. I was embarrassed and ashamed for needing to do this, so I didn’t let anyone know. Soon I stopped. It was more hassle than help. I tried again 10 years later. I was stuck in a job I hated, lived in a state where I knew no one, and … More Therapy is not a shameful word
Ah January, you cold, frigid, ugly month. You are deceiving to me. The sun is shining bright outside, yet you are arctic cold. It hurts to breathe. Your arrival is a glamour, fun, party. Making me think of goals, resolutions, and changes. Ha, but I know you better than that. You and your bestie February … More Don’t let SAD (seasonal affective disorder) get you down
December is a very difficult month for me. This week in particular. Two years ago, on December 15, 2015, I found myself facing a separation and divorce. I believed that day would be forever burned into my mind as my worse day yet. My world shattered. The future bleak. No. I believed there was no … More Surviving my worst days
I am so tired. Weary. Physically, emotionally, mentally. There are days, hours, minutes were I don’t know if I can take another step. Take another breath. Each day brings new challenges. Obstacles that loom larger and harder. I stand at the edge and I don’t even know how I will begin. The pain stabs me … More To The Mama Who Is Weary
I don’t know you. But I know how you feel. I know what it feels like to be on the outskirts of the crowd. I know what it feels like to be smack dab in the middle. I know what if feels like to feel inadequate. Unloved. Unappreciated. Awkward. Alone. Nervous. Sad. Depressed. Anxious. High … More You are not alone with mental illness (Hope for those thinking suicide)
Lovely in the Dark 