Tag: life
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Push
I reached the point where I wanted to be a butterfly badly enough to stop living like a caterpillar. I looked around at my life, at all of the regrets and all of the heartache, and I told myself: “Stop it. Stop this cycle of mentally abusing yourself. You don’t have to live in these…
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Depression is NOT Sadness
What many people cannot seem to be able to fathom is that circumstances and situations do not dictate one’s mental health. No matter how you try to communicate to them that depression is an illness, they will continue to confuse it with sadness and become frustrated with you for not “being more positive” or for…
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Church
Some of you may not know that I am the daughter of a minister. I was raised going to church three times a week–once on Wednesdays and twice on Sundays. From ages 11 to 17, I attended different Christian schools which had weekly chapels. My father also preached and attended (with myself and sisters) many…
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Pop vs Soda
When I first moved to Northern Virginia from Michigan, I received a lot of verbal abuse whenever I referred to a carbonated beverage as ‘pop’ instead of ‘soda’. While it may have been done in a teasing fashion, there were times when I felt ridiculed for not adopting someone else’s terminology. It came to a…
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The Thaw
Every year, around March, I will look around as I’m walking my dog and think about how I can’t imagine what summer is like. I see barren trees and can no longer fathom what they look like with branches full of plush, green leaves. I see brown, brittle lawns and can’t seem to remember a…
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Hope: The Seedy Underbelly
All my life, I have heard it said that one should never lose hope. People speak of hope as this wonderful thing that no person should ever be without. Hope is glorified as something that elevates your humanity and betters your existence. “Don’t lose hope” they say. Whatever you do, don’t lose hope. It is…
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One Day At A Time
I’ve been having a lot of trouble with my thoughts lately. I will write up a post because I’m so over-charged about this or that, then I’ll decide not to share it because I get sheepish about what I’ve written or why I was so passionate. I won’t allow myself to back out of it…