wellness
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To my loyal readers, I apologize for being MIA the last several weeks. I know so many of you are going through Caring Counselor withdrawal after not hearing from me for six weeks. (Please note my sarcasm.) In all seriousness, my writing took a backseat in recent weeks. I feel split between three jobs and…
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This holiday season, man. It feels like there has been a full moon every night since Thanksgiving. My life feels out of control at times and harder to manage this in years past. Not only does it seem this way for me but also everyone else I’ve spoken to. The increased stress levels, prominent feelings…
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Dad, I miss you. I don’t know why, but this holiday season seems to be hitting harder than last. I mean, I think I know why, but my heart hurts more so. I definitely felt it more after attending your brother’s memorial service. RIP Uncle Sam. Our family came together and showed their unconditional love…
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*****NSFW language**** You’ve been warned. Let’s be fucking real for a second. Life ain’t easy. A “normal” (whatever that is anymore) day is complicated. Throw whatever extra shit into the mix you want, and you have the perfect clusterfuck. This is exactly how I felt. What sucked even more is being able to pin down…
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I walked in the door to an unfamiliar sight in recent memory. My landlord/friend was parked at his desk wrapped up in a sweatshirt and blanket. He just got home from a seven-week business trip in Nevada. However, he did not look good. *cough cough* “I got Covid.” First words out of his mouth. Fuck.…
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Some of you likely had a conniption reading that title. How does one do nothing and do something simultaneously? It is like dividing by zero. It is impossible. No, it’s not. It can be done. I might be crazy, but I can explain. Your boy had nothing short of an emotionally and physically exhausting week.…
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By far, I am my own worst critic. I am notorious for self-deprecation. Given my long trauma history, black-and-white thinking, and unrealistic expectations of myself, it’s easy to go down that rabbit hole. Personally, I like to have little mantras to keep myself in check. Just short sayings that I can repeat to myself from…
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Fibromyalgia is a bitch. Being a male diagnosed with fibromyalgia is an even bigger bitch. I do not wish this illness upon my worst enemy, as it has consumed a significant part of the last six years. For those of you who are not familiar with this asshole of an illness, fibromyalgia is characterized as…

