self-care
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All I can say is fuck burnout. It slammed into me like a linebacker. After months of dragging my carcass along, I could not take it anymore. I felt myself slipping deeper and deeper into a spiral of self-doubt and guilt – the first sign that I am burning the candle at both ends. I…
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2020 has been one helluva year for all of us. It has been a year of trials and tribulations. One obstacle after another testing our very patience. With that being said, with so much going on around us in this crazy ass world, one could find it easy to lose track of themselves amongst the…
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I have always been a huge proponent of gratitude. This core value of mine only amplified more after I tragically lost my childhood home in a fire over ten years ago. This year, another tragedy struck close to home that provided a grim reminder of thankfulness. I lost my father this past Halloween after his…
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It’s been two weeks, and I still cannot believe that it happened. Something felt off when I tried calling you for two days straight with no answer. In a last ditch effort to reach you, I called your wife after one of my sessions. What I did not expect to hear was a frantic cry…
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Yesterday I had some down time from the craziness we call life. I decided to head to one of my favorite local parks. I pull in. I pop open my trunk and grab my fishing rods and tackle box. The park has this beautiful pond right in the middle with a quarter-mile walking track around…
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Sometimes the toughest part of any relationship is learning where to draw the line. The more concrete boundaries, like space, time, and money, can be more easily defined. Whereas, others, like emotions, cause more trouble than what they are worth. I got into this exact conversation with my therapist regarding my parents. For the longest…
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I simply felt unnerved. I was just on edge. My sleep schedule turned erratic either staring at the ceiling unable to fall asleep or waking up at odd hours in the early morning. When talking to friends, the conversation lacked depth. My outward emotion was incongruent with my inner turmoil. My feeling felt detached from…
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Just like many parents, mine drive me bonkers. They call me every day, and it is almost always when I am in the middle of something like work or sleeping. If I do not call them back within a half hour or so, a barrage of phone calls comes my way followed with “Are you…
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Fucking Facebook. I have such a love-hate relationship with the Facebook memories feature. If you are unfamiliar with the Book of Faces, just like an ex-girlfriend, this is where it sends you a notification of all the stupid shit you posted on that same date since you established your profile. I sadly joined Facebook in…
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Sitting in a psych ward offers up a lot of downtime. Other than going to group and meals, not a whole lot happens outside of the occasional patient freak out. Usually, patients spent their time watching television or coloring at one of the round tables. Following a tumultuous few weeks and a nervous breakdown, I…
The Caring Counselor 