A Mistake And Apology: The Pain We Cause Others By Accident

I didn't want to write anything else today, but I may have inadvertently caused someone even more pain that they were already struggling with. I had to say something. While waiting for my son, I was trying to read other blogs and make some supportive comments. By accident, I posted a response from one person's … Continue reading A Mistake And Apology: The Pain We Cause Others By Accident

Cortisol And Dr. Who

The fatigue just hit me about an hour ago. This is a challenge, because it makes everything else heavier to carry. It also inclines me towards all the negative: thoughts, anxieties, hopelessness, irritability and more. Many years ago, all the doctors I went to assumed the fatigue was due to depression...but no one bothered to … Continue reading Cortisol And Dr. Who

Facing That Faceless Thing

Anxiety and intruding negative thoughts haven't been as much of a problem for the past day or so. Yesterday and today, I've been trying to start some sort of daily routine and be mindful, present, conscious. With respect to intruding negative thoughts, I've gotten better at handling and reducing them. I don't try to force … Continue reading Facing That Faceless Thing

Using My Pain To Encourage My Wife’s Joy

While I was studying with my son yesterday, my wife went to meet a group of strong, independent women. The women who go keep a journal of their dreams and they share them and discuss them with each other, as well as give mutual support. I don't mind my wife going out and doing things … Continue reading Using My Pain To Encourage My Wife’s Joy

Day 2, Round 2: Helping My Son By Fighting Myself

I guess anxiety has become a theme with me the past few days. As a friend has recently commented, it's a daily struggle, not something to be casually ignored or tossed aside. This is very true and I hope I didn't give the impression it's easily dealt with. One example for me is working with … Continue reading Day 2, Round 2: Helping My Son By Fighting Myself

Confronting My Anxiety

I was thinking about my last entry and anxiety. It's a challenging thing to deal with as I'm always on edge to a certain extent. It just depends on how powerful it is and how much I'm able to beat it back or cope with it. Sometimes are easier than others. If I'm feeling relatively … Continue reading Confronting My Anxiety

Helping My Son With Anxiety…As I Struggle With It Myself

One of the surprising things I've come across with in the WordPress world are the number of people who struggle with anxiety. It shouldn't surprise me, but for some reason it did. I struggle with anxiety myself. Part of it is fed by CPTSD (complex post traumatic stress disorder) and the way my experiences altered … Continue reading Helping My Son With Anxiety…As I Struggle With It Myself

More Than Anything, What Would You Want? This Is What I Want More Than Anything.

First of all, I want to thank everyone who's stopped by and especially those who are "following" me. I will strive to return the favor as I learn a great deal and my world becomes larger (in a good way) when I see what others have written. If I'm not consistent with "liking" or "commenting," … Continue reading More Than Anything, What Would You Want? This Is What I Want More Than Anything.

Dissociation And Freedom From “Attachments”

I stopped in at a convenience store this morning after dropping my son off at school. I've been trying to be more mindful and deliberate with my thoughts and emotions, but, interestingly, I always disassociate when I'm around other people. Even though I was determined to be conscious and aware as I got out of … Continue reading Dissociation And Freedom From “Attachments”

Mutual Misunderstandings And Wounds…But Also Devotion And Love

I feel better than I did when I made my last entry. Writing helps. Also, it's sunny and 75 degrees today (in February!). But I thing which really helps is my wife. As always, when I pick my son up, he calls my wife. As they were talking, I thought about how supportive she's been … Continue reading Mutual Misunderstandings And Wounds…But Also Devotion And Love