Can I Learn Anything from Nostalgia?

I drove through my hometown recently. I had the Black Crowes’ new album playing. I had just got done running an errand in the neighboring town. I was still in my work clothes, ready to be done and back home, which was over an hour away. I hadn’t expected my GPS to route me throughContinue reading “Can I Learn Anything from Nostalgia?”

Work(sheet) Your Way to a New You

In my journey of self-help and trauma recovery, one constant has remained: my incredibly low self-esteem. I often use other coping mechanisms to mask this fault, or I ride the highs when I am falsely full of self-confidence. Neither or healthy. So I’ve been trying to build up my self-esteem. I found this worksheet online,Continue reading “Work(sheet) Your Way to a New You”

Step One to Pulling Yourself Out of a Rut

You can’t be on top of the world all the time. Me personally? I spend half of my life at the bottom, trying to climb back up. Somewhere in between are those pestering phases that keep us from being completely happy and fulfilled, while also not relegating us entirely to rock bottom. This is whatContinue reading “Step One to Pulling Yourself Out of a Rut”

Who Am I Without All the Adjectives?

With the place I’ve been in lately (spoiler alert: a really bad one), I’ve been searching for answers. It hasn’t been a perfectly linear journey, but the things I have found have been eye-opening. Case in point: this wonderful, wonderful blog post from Therapy Beyond the Couch. It walks you through an exercise about your “deepestContinue reading “Who Am I Without All the Adjectives?”

One Tool in My Resource Toolbox

Since my soul-baring post about depression,  I knew I had to try something different. Anything. No matter how small or seemingly insignificant. My answer? Using this Pacifica app more regularly. I downloaded it when I was still employed and very stressed, thinking it could help me. It’s a very cool app that allows you to track yourContinue reading “One Tool in My Resource Toolbox”

Searching for Significance

  I crave significance. Why I do isn’t very important. When I say crave significance, I mean, from a young age, I have wanted my life to matter in a profound way. I fear being insignificant or meaningless. Through the years, I have tried all kinds of ways to create meaning. When I was aContinue reading “Searching for Significance”