Hi! I haven’t blogged in a while, and usually when this type of thing happens I would make up some excuse about how I was just really busy and having fun and just couldn’t find the time to blog, or … Continue reading
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Tag Archives: Anxiety
Holding my own hand
Hi! I haven’t posted in a while because all last week I had a friend visiting me from across the country. We hadn’t seen each other in so long so it was great to catch up. We did a … Continue reading
What’s wrong with me?
I remember being thirteen and laying on the floor of my room, crying, screaming out for someone to help me. No one came. No one understood. When these fits came over me, the little calm and happy girl I was, … Continue reading
You will get better
James held my hand when I cried. He wiped my eyes and held me in his arms. I can still remember the first time he sang this to me. My face stung, and my heart bounded with all the … Continue reading
Father I’m stumbling again
My life Is in pieces… I used to go to bible study every week and see my friends… I pored my my life into my marriage and its in shambles.. My children are all gone.. I spend most of my … Continue reading
The pain of a stigma
I’m no different than anyone. I’m a girl. I love music. I love nature, painting, and photography. I scream at concerts, and laugh at my own jokes. I fear so many things. I lose hope sometimes. My mind–my mind … Continue reading
James
Today was the first day in a long time– I felt the sun hot on my skin and let my feet dangle into the ocean. I spoke and ran and laughed again like I haven’t in some time. It’s days … Continue reading
The feelings are real. Talk about them
Below I have put a link to a great article I read that touches the surface of understanding Anxiety disorders and just how prevalent they are in today’s society. It is important to raise awareness of the growing number of girls … Continue reading
Mothers and Fathers, Watch Over Your Daughters.
In an article I read recently it said that the onset of depression in girls triples during the ages of 12 and 15. This is a startling discovery because I think in a lot of cases that is the time when parent … Continue reading
Freckles: Everything is beautiful
Last night I jumped in the darkness, clutched at the sheets and woke screaming. I woke up for the panic that the nightmares bring, and all the thoughts in the daytime. I woke up for the panic to take me. … Continue reading
Before we could talk 
