Time after time

I remember it like it was yesterday. I was 18 years old, institutionalized on the mental health floor, and trying to justify my suicide attempt in group therapy. Another woman, about twenty years older than I,  scolded me out in group therapy because I wanted to kill myself.  She told me how lucky I should […]

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Too much to ask for

I learned today that I can’t cry tears. I must not have been born with tear ducts. I know how silly that sounds but I also know I haven’t cried in months and I’m about due. I’m not ashamed to bawl my eyes out in front of others. I’m also not depressed to the point […]

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burn BEFORE reading

i beg of you not to read this post. it’s like the children’s book about Grover and a monster at the end of the book. Don’t be engage in self-harm behavior by reading a post that is nothing short of dull, obtuse, unimportant ramblings. I warned you. 🙂 i don’t know who I am right […]

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Hell is for children

I’ve been gone a while. Life is hectic. Even when there are no groups going on the mind keeps going like the Energizer bunny. It just doesn’t quit. It’s true though. Most of the therapy happens in the journals, the artwork, the secret blog that no one even reads but me. But that’s okay. I […]

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