“Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone's hand is the beginning of a journey. At other times, it is allowing another to take yours.” ― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration Christmastime has always been my Dad's favorite time of year. Every year, we'd decorate the house together the day after Thanksgiving, turning it into a Winter … Continue reading Grief, Love, and Marriage: An Ode to 2017
(1) It's okay to go MIA for awhile, as long as you have someone to bring you back out. Depression is a sneaky bitch and you need that person you can count on to check in with you. (2) Dogs are therapy. Go to the dog park more. Pet more dogs. I have never felt … Continue reading 25 Things I Learned During the Best & Worst Year of my Life
When you have anxiety, most major life events come along with a "flare up," especially if you're unprepared. This year, I've been dealing with a completely different kind of change - the loss of my Dad.
In honor of the last ten days I spent with my father, here's ten memories I DO want to hold on to. Most of these are funny, and all of them remind me how much I love my Dad—how much he loved me.
I've spoken about my issues with anxiety, depression, and my relationship with food many times, but I wanted to take a step back and talk a bit more about what happens inside my head on a regular basis.
As I've stated in previous posts, I firmly believe I've been dealing with an anxiety disorder most of my life, even though my diagnosis of anxiety and panic disorder did not come until my 20s. However, until I graduated from college and began working "real" jobs (I worked in customer service for many years before graduating), I never understood how big of a hurdle my anxiety would be in the workplace.
The other day I read an article titled "A Day in the Life of An Anxious Person" - I won't link to this article, but it was on a very popular content aggregation site and all over my Facebook newsfeed. I clicked it, read through it, and immediately sent a ranting text to my boyfriend about how much I hated it.