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My neck. My back. Ouch. My back. Cut! We are stopping there. My back hurts. I am definitely feeling my age more and more every day. I spent the better part of fourteen hours on Memorial Day piecing together two dressers, an office desk, an aquarium, and a guinea pig pen. It was likely the…
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That’s it. I am putting my foot down. This year I am fucking doing it once and for all. I signed up for the Out of the Darkness Walk. After watching the date pass by every June for the last five years, I finally made the commitment. For those of you who are not familiar…
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Shortly after I wrote my last blog post about how my behaviors mimicked those of my father, I came across the above picture on my Facebook timeline. You know, this was always part of my internal conflict about my parents. My rational side clearly knew my parents were flawed. It is a wonder I did…
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I have no idea why, but I got to thinking about my dating life this morning. I am going to sound cocky when I say this, but getting dates has not been the problem. I possess a charismatic personality that pulls people in. The issue comes with keeping them around. It has been five years…
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I work at my drug and alcohol job only three hours a week, but it somehow always manages to teach me worth a lifetime. It was a small group that day – three women and me as the counselor. Two of the three invested so much time into their recovery. This was far from their…
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I sat there one-on-one with a client in what was supposed to be a group session. However, it was… I sat directly across from a brand new client on a comfy swivel couch. Working only one night a week at this substance use program put me at a grave disadvantage in meeting clients. I never…
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The disappointment is real. I already messed up my New Year’s Resolution to write a blog post every week. I missed last week. When you fall off track, you hop back on and pick up where you left off. However, I will say I missed last week for good reason. I fell into a deep…
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A few nights back, I had a dream. In this dream, I found myself meandering between the living room and kitchen of my childhood home. My dad soon walked into the kitchen and asked me to spend time with him (I cannot recall the exact wording). However, he was clearly intoxicated. I repeatedly told him…
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I’ve been feeling this picture on a spiritual level. This pandemic has definitely taken its toll on my colleagues and myself. Whereas most industries suffered, business in the mental health community has been booming. At my agency alone, we have seen a 50% increase in our caseload from 400 clients to over 650. That kind…
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It still feels surreal to be writing this four months later. I honestly do not even want to write this, but, if there is one thing that your side of the family taught me was to celebrate life rather than mourn it. You gave everyone including me more than enough reasons to memorialize you. On…
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The Caring Counselor 