Tag: sadness
Out of Practise
It's really difficult to go back to something you used to be amazing at after a very long time. After putting my life on pause for a while, it seems like I'm out of practice for almost everything. Even writing this blog post after far too long is proving to be difficult. I've started and … Continue reading Out of Practise
Wedding Season! +a hit to my confidence
It’s a good thing I took these pictures a few days earlier, because right after publishing my body positive post, my heart was shattered, and I took a major hit to my confidence. As soon as it happened, my first thought was that I was gross, repulsive, and I didn’t like anything about myself at … Continue reading Wedding Season! +a hit to my confidence
Body Posi!
I generally am a very confident person, when I am in my right state of mind. Which is perhaps ten percent of the time. The other ninety percent, I struggle with things about myself that I otherwise love! Nothing is ever good enough. One minute, I can look in the mirror and call myself beautiful! … Continue reading Body Posi!
To Be Loved
It's funny how happy you can think you are, and then something happens, and reminds you that you have depression, forever and always. For me, my trigger is love. And how I have never had it. As a twenty-five year old woman, I have never had a significant other, or even been on a date. … Continue reading To Be Loved
Forgiving Myself
One thing I have been doing a lot lately is forgiving myself completely. Facing depression for the past five years has taken a lot out of me, and a lot away from me. It's easy to look back on all of the things I couldn't do because I was sick and feel sad, angry, or … Continue reading Forgiving Myself
Pushing Through the Fatigue: a Lil Haul
One thing about depression: it's very physical. It hurts the body just as much as the mind. At this point, I am not feeling particularly sad about anything, but physically, it feels like it's kicking my butt, literally. My body is always in pain, and worst of all, I am so tired I could cry. … Continue reading Pushing Through the Fatigue: a Lil Haul








