It’s kind of weird to write about the medication I take. It’s extremely personal, but more than that, there is a stigma attached to taking medication for your mental illness. Regardless, I want to share my journey so no one feels like they have to hide the medication they take.
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Most of us know what depression looks like, but often, it’s used to portray only a sad mood.
“I’m depressed, I had a bad day.”
Continue reading “Okay, What Even Is Depression?”
I absolutely LOVE my current job. I have a supportive department, uplifting coworkers, and an encouraging work environment. I love it, but at some point, work will almost always feel like too much, especially when you’re dealing with a mental illness like depression or anxiety. When you’re struggling with a mental illness, how do you protect your mental health at work?
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“Your blog is stupid. No one reads it and no one will care about what you write.”
“Stop writing about your fucked up life.”
“Your depression isn’t worse than mine. Get over yourself.”
I stepped out of the Uber and lugged my suitcase up four flights of stairs to my fifth floor apartment. My dog jumped on the couch and wagged his tail in relief. After a missed flight, waiting two hours, and a flight with a woman coughing the whole time because she’s “allergic to dogs” while passive aggressively eyeing my dog, I made it.
Continue reading “I Flew To New York City During The Pandemic To Protect My Mental Health”
I thought I could do a full work day and cheer practice. I made it to 1:00pm and the brain fog set in, so bad that I needed to leave a little earlier than usual, since right now I’m not doing full days anyway.
Continue reading “When Brain Fog Holds You Back, Know That Success Is Not Linear”
Cracking my knuckles, I look up at the building while the crosswalk blinks white with the walking man.
I can do this.
Continue reading “I Came Back To Work After 4 Weeks Of Short Term Disability For Depression”
I just got off a phone call with my therapist. A phone call, yes, because I’m sick with a cold — a cold I got from kissing a boy who had a cold. Yep, I literally played myself.
Continue reading “You Don’t Have To Be Your Best Self All The Time”
I’m known to be a romantic. Okay, that’s an understatement. I’m a die-hard romantic. I’m an adult and I still squeal when characters first kiss in movies. I audibly screamed when my best friend told me she and her boyfriend said “I love you.” My favorite movies are terrible romcoms. I literally skimmed the sex scenes while reading 50 Shades so that I could get to the romance and love.
Continue reading “I’m a Romantic Because I Live Vulnerably”
Stigma Breakers 