The Opposite of Rose-Colored Glasses

Usually, when I’m struggling, I tend to write more. Lately, I found that that hasn’t been the case. I recently wrote a post about how well I was doing, but how that was scary. Soon after, I fell apart. I am not even sure what caused it. I had a great day. That night, however,… Continue reading The Opposite of Rose-Colored Glasses

My Therapy Journey

Going to therapy is hard. I love it, but it can be incredibly difficult. Since the summer of my junior year before high school, I have seen around seven therapists or psychologists and two psychiatrists. For some, I only saw them for a session or two, but others I went to for a little bit… Continue reading My Therapy Journey

Weak days and Strong days

Some days I feel weak. Other days I feel strong. Mentally that is. On days I feel weak, I think of all the past events that still affect me in some way. I had a therapy appointment where I talked about a past “trauma.” I put quotes around the word “trauma” because I feel ridiculous… Continue reading Weak days and Strong days