Anxiety, Life In General

Another Bad Day – But That’s Okay

This should probably be titled “I Had A Bad Week,” but that just doesn’t sound as good. Plus, today was like, extra bad compared to the others. I also originally wanted to title it “I Had a Bad Day” (and yes, now that song is stuck in my head)

but apparently, I already have a post titled I Had a Bad Day (and if I’m being honest, that’s one of my personal favourite posts, so you should definitely check it out). Continue reading “Another Bad Day – But That’s Okay”

Anxiety

Trapped.

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As you may know since reading my recent posts, I’ve been struggling with the difficult combination of both anxiety and depression. Over the weekend, I essentially had a massive breakdown. This breakdown included the worst elements of my anxiety (full-blown panic attack, hyperventilation) and of my depression (hopelessness, thoughts of self-harm, helplessness). Basically, I just felt trapped.  Continue reading “Trapped.”

Emetophobia

Emetophobia Update: March 13/16

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I don’t write about my emetophobia as often as a used to. I mean, I guess that’s a good thing because it is not as prevalent in my life as it used to be. Still, it’s not gone. Still, it sometimes disrupts my life and makes simple things oh so difficult.  Continue reading “Emetophobia Update: March 13/16”

Anxiety

Restlessly Unmotivated

UNMOTIVATED

I’ve reached an interesting point in my battle with depression today. I don’t know what to do about it, how long it will last, or if it’s even a good thing. I mean, I suppose it’s not terrible because I finally feel like I want to be productive. I feel restless. I feel bored. But somehow, at the same time, I feel just as unmotivated as before.  Continue reading “Restlessly Unmotivated”

Emetophobia

What it’s Like Having Emetophobia

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I used to be really, super, insanely embarrassed of my emetophobia. I didn’t tell anyone. One friend knew. My family knew. But I didn’t talk about it to anyone other than parents. For some reason, this phobia seemed worse than my other anxieties. I think it was because I didn’t know how to explain it.  Continue reading “What it’s Like Having Emetophobia”