Recently I started reading a book called Don't Overthink It by Anne Bogel. Overthinking is something that gets me into more trouble than I want. Especially att his time of quarantine and unsurity. I have had bouts of agoraphobia in the past. Going to new or crowded places, not to mention closed in, are very anxiety-producing for … Continue reading Overthinking
Everything is a story. When you tell someone about your day, you are telling a story. When you talk about anything, you are telling a story. So much of who we are is based on the story we tell of ourselves or what stories we tell ourselves. When I read books I read for different … Continue reading “Stories enable us to live”
The library is my sanctuary. It is a place I know I am always welcome. As a child, I didn't visit many libraries. I did use the mobile library when I had access to one, or the school library. I really started to use the public library after I moved to Massachusettes. I found all … Continue reading The Library
Several weeks ago I wrote about not being broken. And I really do believe that we, I, am not broken. In my head, I genuinely think this. In my heart, I struggle every day. I know that I am growing and learning about how to move beyond the trauma, but I am also still struggling … Continue reading Is it fear of failure or success?
I often connect my self-worth with being accepted by others. I have had experiences in the recent past where I am around a lot of amazingly talented, kind and wonderful people. When I need help they were there to lend an arm or to help me when my hips froze up and I needed help … Continue reading Belonging
Lately, I have been wondering when do reasons become excuses. I have also been wondering about those times when we let something that is an accurate reason become an excuse for not doing something. At what time does my saying that I have issues with my health become an excuse for not trying to do … Continue reading Reasons and Excuses
I get lost in books. I go to them when I am overcome with pain and sorrow. I go to them when the world becomes too much to bear. When the depression creates a loss in my heart that I can not fill in any way. I open a book. It takes me to places … Continue reading Some of my best friends are books