Eye Infections


[This is the removed post, that is now reposted at a more appropriate time]

About a month ago, my husband and I went on vacation with my parents and my brother. It was the first time I left my puppy in the care of someone else (thankfully, it was my aunt and uncle so that helped ease the anxiety). I was so sure that something would happen to him while we were away. Of course, that was just my pessimism shining through – but the fact remains, I was actually right.  Read More

I Removed a Post.

I’ve never removed a just-written post before because I do my best to keep my posts civil and non-offensive, so I haven’t seen a reason to.

Today I wrote a post called “Eye Infections.” I was basically just ranting about why my dog’s recurring eye infections, annoying phone issues, and current health issues were frustrating me and how I missed church because I couldn’t stop crying.

Honestly, a pretty typical post for me lately.

Any other day, I wouldn’t have thought twice about leaving that post up.

A few minutes after I posted that rant, I saw a link titled “NYU Student’s 9/11 Video From Her Dorm Room Is Just Now Going Viral…Almost 15 Years Later.”  I opened it up. I remembered what day it was.

I essentially cried through that whole video clip. That is a real reason to cry. Not eye infections or shady use phone stores.

I don’t like to downplay people’s emotions. Just because something tragic happened doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to feel sad when you fail or test or when your cat dies or when a date gets cancelled.

But today is not the day to rant about my stupid phone or sick dog.

Though I’m Canadian, and 9/11 happened when I was just 9 years old, it affected me more than a lot of things. I can’t imagine the people who were actually there, or lost loved ones on that day.

Here is the video I watched for anyone who can’t access the first link.



I feel like I just don’t know how to function properly anymore. The last year of my life was so stressful, I think I learned even more unhealthy ways of life-management. And trust me, I already had so many locked away up in my barely-functioning brain. Read More

“A Blessing In Disguise”


If you read my last post or two, you probably heard about my husband’s car accident. It totalled our car, caused a lot of anxiety for me (obviously), and made our already busy lives even busier. Thankfully, my husband came out of it without a scratch. Warning: this is going to be one of my ranty posts.  Read More

I Am NOT Fine.


About two months ago (I think) I wrote a post about trying out anti-anxiety medication. My doctor gave me the most basic, least-likely-t0-react-to meds, and put me on the lowest dose. I refused to take them. So many times I thought I was going to, but then I didn’t. Well guess what, yesterday, I finally did it. I took the stupid pill. Read More

My Life Since Yesterday


Before my last post, which I wrote two days ago, I hadn’t blogged in almost a month. In my last post, you’ll read how positive I’ve been about my anxiety and depression – yay! Funny how fast things can change.  Read More

My Life Now


Okay, I haven’t blogged in a few weeks, and this always happen to me when I take a break from blogging – I feel like I have nothing to talk about. Writer’s block. Gross. Anyway, I figured if I didn’t blog soon, I might never blog again, so here it goes. Read More

Crap Happens: Crap Edition


This is my third “Crap Happens” post, and it is the most literal edition ever. Let me tell you about Wednesday night.  Read More

When Someone Says “It’s All In Your Head”




I have regressed. In some ways, it is comforting, dealing with a well-known anxiety. But in other ways, it is extremely frustrating. My emetophobia is back full force. It seemed to come completely out of nowhere, last Tuesday night. But now I realize, nope, it had a trigger. And that trigger was my new puppy.  Read More