anxiety
What do I do if he breaks my heart? Am I ready to be shattered into a million pieces when I’ve only just started pulling myself together?
anxiety
If you were to saw off the top of my head, blow off the dust, sop up the blood and gore and somehow stop me from screaming, you’d find a young girl waving up at you with messy hair and chapped lips, just desperate to be liked.
in

Jul 24, 2014 at 5:00pm | 28 comments

anxiety
For the first time since I leaped screaming into the arms of social media, I find myself trying to figure out what to share and what stays quiet.
meds
It made me scared of medication, and I don’t want to be.
anxiety
I began the cycle again in September. I felt fat and ugly and then I wrote about feeling fat and ugly and then people on the Internet were like, it’s true, you are fat and ugly, so I decided to go on a diet. Then at the last minute, I opted out.
in

Jul 10, 2014 at 6:00pm | 54 comments

anxiety
That time I forgot my Prozac and then went to spend four days with my family.
in

Jul 3, 2014 at 5:00pm | 45 comments

anxiety
It occurs to me that I’m pining for a symptom. I never thought my anxiety helped me at all. Now, with it receding in this particular arena, I miss it. Becca was never late anywhere.
in

Jun 26, 2014 at 6:00pm | 68 comments

anxiety
There is a person on this planet who captivates me. Probably this is largely in part because I’m acknowledging that there’s a world again, because I am outside of myself again, because I am taking risks, and smiling at strangers and being honest for once.
in

Jun 19, 2014 at 5:00pm | 39 comments

anxiety
mental health
dogs
I’ve been saying "This could be Max’s last year" for five years.
anxiety
This is a metaphor. Also it is literally about running. I know, but trust me.
in

Jun 5, 2014 at 6:00pm | 18 comments

acting
A kid was screaming, "I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS," as his mother dragged him to the waiting room.
in

Jun 4, 2014 at 12:30pm | 69 comments

anxiety
I quit my job. It wasn’t a bad job. It was fine, as jobs go -- the hours were great, the people were excellent. I walked to the office every morning and prayed a taxi would hit me.
in

May 29, 2014 at 6:00pm | 127 comments

stress
Sometimes I feel euphoric and a little "high" afterward, which is the holy grail for a recovering addict.
in

May 16, 2014 at 2:00pm | 96 comments

anxiety
“Nice blue outfit, lady”. The voice is coming from behind me, it sounds like a menacing Michael Jackson. It’s Spongebob Squarepants. Almost.
anxiety
I was on the swim team in middle school. I conquered my car sickness reading books like Karleen Koen's Through a Glass Darkly on the half hour drive from the east side of Providence, where I lived, to practice in Barrington. That was about all I accomplished.
anxiety
My shrink reminds me to take the clonazepam he’s prescribed to help during times like this. I nod and say, “Sounds great,” but I don’t plan on doing it. Why do anything that helps?
anxiety
My "Number Thing" is always nibbling at the edge of my brain.
in

Apr 23, 2014 at 11:00am | 78 comments

anxiety
This is the first time I haven't weirded all over myself in public. Here's hoping it won't be the last.
anxiety
Turns out there is no magic pill. I guess...I'm the magic pill? THAT IS A TERRIBLE REVELATION.
anxiety
“It’s not that I want to kill myself,” I said to my therapist after 3 months. “It’s that I keep thinking how surprised everyone will be when I do.”