Posts tagged mental health

the last day of november

Today I messed around with my social media accounts so everything matches with the same profile picture and name – except for this domain, of course, but how could I not and wouldn’t you?

I’m forty-three fucking years old.

I go to therapy every week in part to hear my therapist tell me over and over again:

The only thing you can control is how you react to things.

I can’t control how other people react to things, I can’t control what they think about me, I can only control how I react or respond to things that happen to … Read the rest

the relief of therapy & some thoughts on AI

I got a new therapist a few weeks ago. I think we just had our third session last night and I can already tell I am going to love working with her, because this is going to be actual work, not just a weekly scheduled bitchfest to a willing (and paid) ear.

She’s giving me skills, she’s giving me suggestions for homework, she’s giving me books to read, all of it. I am here for it.

One thing we talked about yesterday is how I just suddenly quit a few things that I’d loved doing and had been doing for … Read the rest

let me go

If I could do just one thing –
if someone asked me:

“What would you do
if you could do anything?”

I’d run. 

I’d pack a light bag and run. 

I would leave work one day
and I just wouldn’t go home. 

Instead, I’d drive to an airport,
pick a place with palm trees and sun,
and I would run. 

I would disappear, poof!
Like magic, she’s there one moment
and she’s gone the next. 

I want to go
where no one will ever find me.

I want to run off into the sunset
and never be seen or heard … Read the rest