mental health
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I work my ass off. That is a given. I always have been and always will be a hard worker. However, that blessing carries a heavy burden. Just over the last three days, I clocked somewhere between 36 and 40 hours of work. That averages out to about 12 to 13 hours a day. This…
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I genuinely look forward to my own weekly therapy sessions. It helps me to air out and organize my thoughts, while being given feedback from a therapist in respect and gel with. Typically, I leave the sessions feeling better about myself and whatever I discussed. However, I know as both a counselor and client that…
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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…
The Caring Counselor 