Mental health
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My mind is a bowl of alphabet soup. A mess of mental health diagnoses- reach in and pull out a spoonful. Arrange the letters to guess the imbalance that keeps me in vertigo a single cooling blow and I dive into the bowl.
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I had a bad reaction to my antidepressants. As a teenager I tried Lexapro. Just this year I tried Zoloft. Both drugs are SSRIs, meant to increase Serotonin (the happy chemical) in the brain. Both times I took the smallest dosages possible, and both times I suffered from “Serotonin Syndrome”- a series of side effects
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Both the temperature and my energy are low. January is always the hardest month of the year for me. My Seasonal Affective Disorder is in full swing, but I can’t distract myself with thoughts of the holidays. The days are short, the weather miserable, and my motivation is non-existant. Everything from work to household chores
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*Trigger warning: mentions of seizures, demonic possession, death, and night terrors* Halloween is approaching, and the veil is thinning. Spooky season is upon us once again, so the time for ghost stories, scary movies, and witchy-workings. Last night, some friends and I had a Halloween Slumber Party (yes, even though we all in our late
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*A poem about feeling overwhelmed by life. May be triggering for some readers* I’m drowning in a self-created sea. Made of tasks, duties, and responsibilities. I asked for this. I thought I wanted more, but I’m in over my head. The water’s getting deeper, and I’m too tired to tread. I’m slowly slipping under- anyone
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I’m not ready to talk about some things. There are some parts of my life that I still can’t bring myself to talk about- at least, not in a serious way. It’s one thing to make a joke hinting at that hidden darkness, but it’s another thing to open the curtains and expose it to
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I finally had the anxiety attack I had been expecting. With a global pandemic, an economic crisis, and a flood in my apartment, I am surprised I didn’t have a breakdown sooner. Those of you who follow my blog know that I have generalized anxiety disorder, which can (an has) triggered my depression, cPTSD, and
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I grew up on the coastal plains of Texas, where hot summer storms made music on our metal roof. I have many memories of sitting on our large front deck watching sheets of water fall front the sky, flooding the spongy ground with large puddles of water, and filling the air with that sweet smell
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I am doing great. I finished school, have settled into a job I enjoy, I have a beautiful place to live, and wonderful friends. I have every reason to be happy- but deep down I’m not. I have depression. I have been formally diagnosed at several points in my life, and I’ve yet to see
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Winter is done. Let’s enjoy the sun: Yes, this title is a pun. Winter is finally over, the weather is warming up, and the snow has finally stopped (except for the occasional snow flurry). Utah’s weather being as unpredictable as it gets, we have rain, sleet, sun, and snow all in one day during spring.
Bringing Mae Flowers 