Anxiety is an enemy I can't escape. Every morning, it is the gnawing in my gut. The weight on my chest. The relentless feelings of overwhelm. My mind accuses me. Hopeless. Useless. Terrible. Good for nothing. Every interaction with others requires monumental effort. Every minor task, an enormity. Crushed under the weight of all expectations. [...]
Tag: mental illness
Dread of Morning- Poem
When I open my eyes The brightness of the morning Tells me I slept late I listen to the peaceful breathing Of my sleeping toddler Curled against my back For a moment, I try to imagine Relief Soon, the weight returns to crush my chest The sickening sense of dread Turns my stomach And despair [...]
Half Mother- Poem
We won’t go anywhere today My loves Body and mind separate Only a half mother is left Wash the dishes Clean the floors Push back the creeping darkness- Desires Raise your voice an octave and smile There is no help coming There is no one to reach inside you And resuscitate your deteriorating heart No [...]
Love You Enough to Live for You
When I was 15, I was in a “residential treatment center”. Basically, I lived with other teen girls in a big house and we went to school and therapy together. It was actually a very nice one (thanks mom). But the point of this story is this- one day during group therapy we were talking [...]
Body- A Poem
Somehow, I find myself fading Away from my Body Disconnection becomes self- preservation
Insomnia; Poem
Too tired to write, but my mind is filled, with thoughts and revelations, to spill. So many years I woke up, with a pill, getting closer to freedom- I know that I will. Changes bring memories, that rise up like foam, on the waves- chaotic- of places I'm from. The voices can be greater, -hypocrite, [...]
More, a Poem
(I wrote this about PTSD being triggered) walk lightly over the path unexpected words send me reeling falling head over feet, weightless find something reckless, bring back the feeling when i was young meaning was lost in tomorrow a distant future i strained to see. my eyes were new, and all i saw was more. [...]
Faith and Recovery in the Hard Times
I haven't updated in a bit, and that is because my anxiety has skyrocketed lately. I am taking three online classes, and I got behind. I had a big paper to write, and a midterm test to take. I have felt overwhelmed by that and a few other things. When I feel overwhelmed, I tend [...]
“J”, a Poem
I was thinking about a man I once knew, but this story is about the girl who brought us together; and who we both loved.
How Do You Know, a Poem.
How do you know when something has died? A root from the earth, and stars in her eyes.
recovering motherhood 