I struggle with general anxiety disorder, which can manifest itself in unpleasant ways. For years, my main coping skill was my eating disorder. It’s hard to obsess about anything else when you’re bingeing and purging. Eating disorders, however, get you dead, and though I’ve tried to “shuck off this mortal coil” while in the pit of despair, I mostly don’t want to be gone. Enter … Continue reading Reblog: A Nickel For Your Presence.
If you’re someone who struggles with anxiety, then lists can be part of your happy place. For me, one of the worst things about anxiety is feeling out of control. Control is important to me. Control is my safe space. Archimedes wanted a long lever: I find salvation in order. [i] Repeated studies show that having a gratitude practice improves one’s life. Report after … Continue reading Happiness is a list: five things I’m grateful for today.
What makes me laugh? I sometimes struggle to recall. Joy isn’t as frequent a visitor of late. The world is dragging us all down, and I have pesky depression in addition. Mental illness sometimes makes me laugh. I’m allowed: I’m afflicted. Politicians make me laugh, but not in a friendly way. That laughter is less joy and more derisive scorn. I laugh at game night … Continue reading What makes me laugh?
I don’t think I have a hero. [i] Except perhaps for Terry Fox, held up as a hero by every Canadian. The Marathon of Hope was like nothing the world had seen, and I think that was perhaps true of Terry as well. He died on June 28, 1981. I was just twelve as he ran his way across Canada. He’d been, up until his … Continue reading Finding a hero: someone who inspires.
From Famine to Feast 