Me with Boomer, my first dog friend, circa 1993
When I was around a year old, my parents went away to the cottage with my mom’s siblings. There, I got to spend a week away with my first ever dog BFF – my aunt and uncle’s dog. After that, my poor parent’s realized what they were dealing with. Continue reading “To All The Dogs I’ve Loved Before: How Dogs Help With Anxiety”
I have written quite a few posts about losing/gaining/reclaiming/figuring out my independence. This is not a new trend for me – the first post I wrote about this was back in April of 2014! After reading that post, I realized something pretty crappy. I have regressed. A lot. Continue reading “How Can I be More Independent? Taking One Step Forward.”
I always thought of myself as someone who ‘didn’t care what people think’ (yes, yes, cliché, I know). In reality, everyone cares what people think in one way or another. But because I don’t really care what people think of my clothes or my crazy, tangled bed-head, and I don’t care when I leave the house without make-up, or when servers still literally offer me a child’s menu on a regular basis on restaurants, I thought I was ‘immune’ to caring. Continue reading “Let’s Talk About: People-Pleasing Anxiety”
No, I did not misspell “bad.” I really do mean good. Yes. What to do when things are good. Because as someone who has suffered from severe anxiety my entire life, I feel like I actually know how to react better when things are bad. Continue reading “What To Do When Things Are Good”
So, I promised I would blog once a week and have mostly been true to my word, more or less. This week I’ve really struggled with what to blog about. Partially because I have been hit with a bit of writer’s block, and partially because I’ve actually been …okay. Continue reading “Nothing To Say; I’ve Been Okay”
Three weeks ago, we moved into our new home. Overall, the process was surprisingly easy for me. I usually hate change – even good change, but this was a much-needed change, and I embraced it the best I could. I already feel like my home is, well, home. I’ve adjusted far better than I thought I would, and yet, here we are. Two weeks of panic. All because of a rash. Continue reading “The Rash: Dealing With Two Weeks Of Panic”
Hey everyone, I’m back from my temporary settling-into-my-new-house-trying-not-to-have-a-mental-breakdown hiatus! I’ll be back to posting once a week now, and here is an update on my life. As you can probably imagine from my title, I did just cry over burnt bacon and I’m having a bad day. Continue reading “Don’t Cry Over Burnt Bacon”
Dear twenty-one year old Lauren,
Do you know what’s happening in this picture? Aside from the panic attack you are not-so-obviously having, you’re on one of your very first dates with your future husband. I don’t really know why the two of you thought it would be a good idea to take a picture together immediately, but I guess it all worked out, didn’t it?
Continue reading “Dear Young Me: Letters To My Past Self (#6)”
What is emetophobia? Emetophobia is the phobia of vomiting. I was diagnosed with severe emetophobia at just 8 years old – so yeah, I have a lot of experience with this often debilitating phobia. Although there is SO much more information about emetophobia now than there used to be (there’s even a Buzzfeed article on it! Like, what!), it is still a relatively unknown disorder.
Since I talk about my experience with emetophobia so often on my blog, I thought I would create a “what is emetophobia” resource page in case any of my new readers don’t really know what I’m talking about. Continue reading “What Is Emetophobia? Learn About The Phobia Of Vomiting”
Last January, almost exactly one year ago, I did something I never thought I could do. This ‘something’ may sound silly, and maybe even a little bit pathetic to anyone who has never experienced an anxiety disorder, but today is Bell Let’s Talk Day. And since today is all about ending the stigma of mental illness, I’m going to talk about one of my more embarrassing anxiety moments. Continue reading ““Don’t Go To Flo””