Two Conversations I’m Having With Myself This Week and One I’m Not Quite Ready to Have

I have conversations with myself or different parts of myself, inside my head. I suppose I’ve always done this–we all do, I guess. Those conversations used to be a lot of oh, you are so stupid, you are so bad. But I’ve made a very conscious effort this year to speak kindly to myself. This…

The Lines Are Open

While slogging my way through a rough day last Saturday, I wanted to reach out to my therapist, E., but in the end, I didn’t allow myself. In Monday’s therapy session, I started off telling her, “I had a hard time on Saturday, and I thought about calling you or emailing you. I wrote an…

Let Anger Speak

(Day 2 of Be Brave) Like so many others, I have a complicated relationship with Anger. I recognize the value of her fierceness. But I’m afraid of her, or more precisely, I’m afraid of letting her loose. She might take over and cause a lot of destruction that could be hard for me to clean…

Radical Self-Care

Being depressed for a long time, and being depressed off and on for literally years on end, is boring. I don’t want to spend my whole life like this. Up until now, I have thought that I was doing something, by going to therapy and taking medications (currently trazodone, clonazapam and venlafaxine, but I’ve tried…

Chicago Exhibit: End Child Abuse

I’m in Chicago for work and was walking downtown today when I stumbled across this exhibit consisting of photos of people who were abused as children. The photos show us that abuse can happen to all sorts of people. The accompanying text also demonstrates that people can recover and speak up to try to prevent…