Amy’s Anxiety and The Tub

(Oh how I wish this post was about ice cream.....) May 9, 2018: So, Here I am awake at 11:27pm. You’re like...uhhhhh, and? Well, I am usually in extreme super sleep right now, because sleep and I are tight.  We have a very good relationship.  Amy + Sleep = BFFs. But NOT TONIGHT. (Backstory:  We …

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Am I Doing This Wrong?

It's funny how quickly self reflection turns into some extreme self criticism. Struggling to take expectations off of oneself is not easy. There is an internal daily struggle: Why can't I figure this out? Why am I so stuck? I'll never figure this out. I'm not capable of *insert thing here*. I'm not smart enough. …

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So Many Things

When I am coming out of a depressive episode, it's like a slow sunrise after an overnight storm. I am never sure how long I'll have before the next descent, so I am soaking in every moment I can. Saving good memories for the next fog filled vortex. I've been running with my BRF Kara …

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Looking Out From The In

It's been a rough go these past few months. Swimming upstream was taking its toll. The daily struggle of getting out of bed was hard, and my life mojo was low. Having a moment in each and every day to sit and be present with myself caused me to face some of my demons head …

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What I am Learning

I started my yoga journey to slowly get my body back to some fluid movement after beating it up for many years with my running. I have been learning a lot, about my body and about myself. I am becoming more present (although on my not so good days this can still be a struggle) …

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It’s Not Always A Choice

I wake up every day and check in with whatever emotion is at the top of the list. I acknowledge it. If I can, I ride it out. I am more willing nowadays to face what I am feeling and accept it. This doesn't work for everyone, and I acknowledge that. I believe that accepting …

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I Have Magic Socks

These socks right here are magic socks. I wore them to bed one night last week. When I woke up the next morning, this is where they were. NO LONGER ON MY FEET! They were not on my bedroom floor. They were not in bed with me. They were on my body pillow, laid out …

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