Childhood abuse dramatically changes the number of neurons in the brain. It can both increase and decrease their ability to communicate with one another.
What To Do When Emotions Rise?
The emotions rise uncontrollably in their old familiarity. Immediately the mind tries to investigate the cause. What is the answer at times like these?
Overanalyzing is Exhausting
If you frequently find yourself overanalyzing, I want you to know you are definitely not alone. It feels like you are but I promise it’s not true.
A Letter to my Brain
Dear Brain, Although you and I are constantly talking, it seems as though it’s been a while since either of us really listened
‘Why Are You Always So Tired?’
Trying to function when every thought, every muscle is screaming at us not to is life-changingly tiresome. Getting out of bed is fucking hard work.
Depression & Anxiety: Five of my ‘Bad Habits’
A wide-open rabbit hole’s just at my side, waiting for me to trip and fall, helpless, into its grim depths of constant thought checking and obsession.
Dear Depression
You completely dominated my life, and I watched, helpless, from a tiny glass room inside my head. You snaked around every part of my brain.
Full face of makeup – Anxiety doesn’t show on the outside
Anxiety doesn’t show on the outside. The doctor noted my ‘full face of makeup’. But inside, I have been extremely poorly. And others are suffering quietly.
The Symptom of Depression Nobody Talks About
Panic struck me. ‘Where the hell am I?!’ Everything looked foreign. What happened last night? Then my dog appeared. It was my house. How did I forget?
How to love a Highly Sensitive Person, like me.
It’s hard being a Highly Sensitive Person, and even harder learning how to love a Highly Sensitive Person. Especially one with depression and anxiety.
Inexplicable Panic!
Why? There’s nothing I can pinpoint feeling panicked about. It occurs to me to check my heartbeat. Faster than normal. Is this panic physical or mental?
Living With Amnesia – Dissociative Identity Disorder
All my life, I’ve been painfully aware that I do not remember things like everyone else. Amnesia served as a way to remain alive, when I was young.