Aside from my recent ranty post about Bell Let’s Talk, I haven’t blogged in almost 6 months. There are a few reasons for that, aside from writer’s block. First, I was re-evaluating what I wanted from this blog.
Second, I felt like I needed to do some aesthetic changes but not only had writer’s block, but also…creative (?) block. Third, my anxiety has been almost completely under control, which gives me very little to write about (yay?) However, after my brief hiatus, I am back! Continue reading “My Therapist Basically Dismissed Me, I Got a Camera Shoved Down My Throat and Other Stories”
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”
So, it’s been almost a month since I blogged last. I really thought it had only been a week or so, but the last month of summer really flew by faster than I could have imagined! I try to blog about once per week, but when I miss that for whatever reason, I usually post a “life update” to catch you all up on what’s been going on! Continue reading “Life Update: September 8, 2018 – getting treatment, and getting a dog”
This past week(ish) has been the week of appointments. In total, I had four. FOUR medical appointments in less than a week. I had a blood work (AH!), a (very long, very extensive) ultrasound of my entire abdomen, my first appointment at an anxiety clinic (more on that later), and a follow up with my doctor. What a week it has been. Continue reading “Blood Work and Ultrasounds and Therapy, Oh My!”
I feel like this post is going to address a lot of things. Partially my fear of judgment, as I recently blogged about. Partially my experiences as a 26-year-old married woman. Partially about my anxiety. And partially about my future dog. Continue reading “It’s a Girl! …And It’s Also a Dog”
My 5 year WordPress anniversary is today. I thought it was May 23rd (which is also my wedding anniversary and inspired this post last year) because I received the ‘happy anniversary’ notification late last year, but it is actually the 21st (Whatever, close enough to still make my previous post relevant!) So, happy five year anniversary, I’m Fine, Stop Asking! Continue reading “Happy Five Years, I’m Fine, Stop Asking!”
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”
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”
I usually write whenever I need to vent or when I want to share my crappy experiences in hopes that I can make someone else feel better…or at least laugh. But I want to share the other side of my mental illness – the side when it is not overwhelming and that voice quiets down for just a moment. Continue reading “I Had A Good Day”
Before I begin, I want to send a shout-out to my virtual friend Katie, because her recent post actually inspired me to do…well…what I’m about to tell you I did.
Vacations are hard for me. Just search my blog and you will see that pretty much every time I’ve gone on vacation, I’ve had at least one horrific emetophobia-induced panic attack. Continue reading “Success!”