Say Hello To My Holiday Anxiety
There’s anxiety . . . and then there’s holiday anxiety. On top of quarantine anxiety. On top of everything else…
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There’s anxiety . . . and then there’s holiday anxiety. On top of quarantine anxiety. On top of everything else…
Continue ReadingMy face falls into my coupled hands as I cover my tired eyes. It's been an all-day adventure of picking…
Continue ReadingSuicide. Depression. Anxiety. Anger. Sadness. Fatigue. These were common themes of my childhood. My paternal grandma committed suicide three years…
Continue ReadingThud. Thump. Thump. Thump. My eyes popped wide open. It’s just William turning over and hitting his head on the…
Continue ReadingOne afternoon I sat, gently swaying and patting my son’s back, after nursing him. I allowed my hand to rest…
Continue ReadingOh, mama. I know you’re struggling. I can see the pain behind your tired eyes. Your heart and mind are…
Continue ReadingIt was 10:30 p.m. when I heard him coming down the stairs. I paused Poldark, put down my phone on…
Continue ReadingI was sitting in the hallway, leaning against the stair railing, and staring down the hall towards my kids’ rooms.…
Continue ReadingDepression does not discriminate—from the oldest to youngest, richest to poorest, most glamorous lives to those who live in constant…
Continue ReadingMy name is Anxiety, and I am thrilled to meet you. I’m sure we’re going to be quite close, you…
Continue ReadingI wouldn't be a mother without modern medicine. This has a different meaning for me than you might be guessing.…
Continue Reading172 days. That's how many days since my last Starbucks drink and boy, how much life has changed since. I…
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