wellness
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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. I write about this topic far too much on this blog, or so it feels. However, today’s piece isn’t so much focused on the symptoms or recent flare up, as much as it is the effect of my mental health/self-care. If you are unaware of what fibromyalgia is, here you go, you lazy bum:…
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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…
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As a man, I am supposed to hold in my feelings. I’m not allowed to show emotion. Get over it. Suck it up, right? I am proud to admit that I am scared as fuck right now. If you follow my blog, then you already know the belly saga. If not, let me reiterate. Nausea,…
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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…
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Hey you. Yeah, you. We need to talk. I don’t know how to say it, so I’m just going to say it. This relationship just isn’t working. Seriously, let’s face the facts. We have been off and on for the last fifteen years. You come and go as you want. I lost count how many…
