You might think the winter brings about sugar cookies and snowflakes, but for those of us suffering from anxiety and depression, the cold winter months bring about a lot more than just chillier weather and cute winter jackets. Continue reading
My depression is not pretty. It is not cute, catchy, or attractive. It does not cause heads to turn, hands to clap, or lips to smile. Continue reading
Finding a good person to talk to can be difficult, but sometimes the hardest part of being a member of an emotional vomiting session is being the one to listen. What do you do? Do you give advice, just listen and nod, relate with a story about yourself?
I am not food that is sitting out in a warmer, waiting to fit into your schedule, on your clock, in your calendar, and at your convenience.
The bottom line is that you cannot wait or count on someone that’s depressed to ask you for anything. There is too much embarrassment and fear of burdening you. So if you want to help, you’re going to have to make an effort.
I spend a lot of time thinking about what makes a friend, a close friend, or a best friend. While I think this thought process mostly stems from my naturally curious and fascinated mind when it comes to all things Psychology, I would be ignoring a large chunk of evidence if I did not acknowledge that some of it probably comes from my own childhood self-esteem issues. Continue reading
If asked to describe me, my friends would probably tell you that I am the funny one or the loud one. They might even tell you I always have something to say or am the most sarcastic person they know. While these things are true and I am not in the least bit offended by them, I know that they come with a price, with stipulations, and with fine print.
The relative that suddenly pulls up in the driveway, lugging their bags into the house, declaring their week-long stay will eventually leave. You will breathe a sigh of relief when the stay is done, help them pack their car, and wave from the front porch. The weight that is lifted from you is only darkened by the knowledge that they will return. It will happen again. Continue reading
I’ve been working on saying, “yes,” to new things. I would normally cower away from anything I haven’t done before, but it’s a habit I’ve been trying to break. Because of this, I agreed to tag along with her, knocking on doors and pushing for political candidates that I truly do endorse and believe in. Continue reading
Hi there! I’m Mollie. I’m an aunt, educator, and dog-lover. I’m also a pretty big mental-health advocate, which you can probably tell if you click around a bit. There’s more about me, but those are the basics you need to know.
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