gratitude
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Perseverating takes the mind places it never thought it could go. Just like my one client of over two years. This is easily her brain’s favorite pastime. Some anxiety-provoking thought will cross her mind, and her consciousness latches onto it. Only for it never to be let go. She and I refer to this as
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My poor medicine cabinet looks like a back alley pharmacy. On a typical day, I take 8-9 medications and/or vitamins. That’s a good amount for a younger guy like me. I don’t like it. Following a couple of recent medical appointments, the topic arose of lowering my psych meds. At the time, I was on
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The phrase of week coined by my therapist. With all that is happening around me, those words are that much more important. Unfortunately, following a slew of anxiety-provoking events, I find myself clamming up. It’s been consistently growing more difficult to remain vulnerable around others. I really want to stay to myself. However, I know
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If you know me personally, you know that I am very much so a straight shooter. I tell it like it is. It gets me in trouble, especially when my filter is completely removed. However, in my experience, beating around the bush doesn’t get you anywhere. You just end up chasing your tail in circles.
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Everyone around me has been getting sick and not with the same ailments. It started with a few clients complaining about a stomach bug that hit them hard. Throwing up, sharp stomach pain, and fatigue that lasted for 3-5 days. Ew. Friends of mine getting hit with an upper respiratory virus that lingered for weeks.
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I definitely lucked out when it came to the two stepchildren I inherited. They are both fantastic kids my seventeen-year-old stepdaughter and seven-year-old stepson. However, them occasionally challenging me comes with the territory of being their fatherly figure. The little guy definitely likes to push my buttons from time to time. One he unintentionally presses
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