Any time I’m depressed I tend to go through my life and attempt some sort of self reflection. Regardless of depression or not I feel that this is something important that we should all do at some point or another. We need to know that we’re okay. We need to discover what is bothering us and be able to pinpoint it. If we don’t then this delays us in being able to develop and find coping mechanisms that work for us in order to help us move forward in life. So while I am marching forward and making myself get out of bed each morning I found myself thinking I probably need to go see a therapist. Even though typing out my last entry helped me tremendously, and others which makes me happy but sad others know this pain at the same time, I feel I need more help than just writing it out.Continue reading “Self Reflection is Needed for Everyone”
Lately I feel like I’m not getting enough rest. I went through a period where I wasn’t taking care of myself. Even after talking with my doctor this past July I neglected taking some of my pills. I noticed that I had an influx of pills I had not bothered with and ultimately I think it has affected me far more than not. I should have been to see the doctor again by now but I still have enough pills for one more month. I basically took them on and off so I have about a month and a half worth of pills more than I should have by now. I am thinking of making an appointment for the 29th of this month regardless or at least getting my blood drawn so the following week I can go have an actual appointment.Continue reading “Realities of Depression with a Side of Anxiety”
Hey guys! Time seriously keeps getting away from me. I cannot believe it’s been so long since I’ve posted anything here! I keep saying I’m going to get better and instead I find myself looking back and wondering where all my time went to. I suppose that’s the story of everyone’s life though. I have a more serious update I’ve been working on that I took the time to write by hand first. I think most of that is because I wanted to take my time and truly think through what I wanted to say. Nothing horribly bad just feelings.Continue reading “Write Write Write All Day Long”
My friend and I decided to do a tarot card reading on New Year’s Eve this year. Emotionally last year was a rough year for me. Sometimes I felt as if I were continuously cautioned to keep my arms and legs inside and everything would be okay. The only problem was no one told me I was on the roller-coaster from the film Final Destination 3. Okay. Fine. 2018 was not that bad. At the end of the day I managed to get through last year and I did not go insane. The tarot reading basically told me that I’m on the right path in regard to pursuing my dream. It did tell me that I needed to consider letting the other one go though this year.
I’m not sure why I never posted this but I feel I should now. Think back to September 2nd of 2018 and you will now know what I did on that very day with my father.
New year, new you. That’s the saying that most us hate and many us partake in come the new year. I’ve found that I hate resolutions. I don’t see the point in them. I always feel that I set myself up to fail. I don’t know if it this is because in the past I have set one too many resolutions for myself or not, but the fact of the matter is I don’t like the word resolution. According to the dictionary resolution means the following: a firm decision to do or not do something. The action of solving a problem, dispute, or contentious matter. Granted, the word is nothing particularly horrible because in many ways resolutions help us accomplish goals.
You ever go into a month with good intentions? That is what October was for me this year. I was determined I would get up my thirty one reviews for Halloween, write for another site, watch a ton of horror films, do all things spooky oriented, and go to Walker Stalker Con. I will admit I did most of what is above, but at around day fifteen I got so far behind with my thirty one reviews that I felt beyond overwhelmed and I shut down here instead of anywhere else. My apologies for that.
In October of 1998, twenty years ago now, I went with a friend to the theater. Bride of Chucky was our film for the day. While seeing all the original Child’s Play films in the comfort of my own home, the desire to see Chucky on the big screen was too great to pass up. Plus this time they included a girl doll. Tiffany. While most people wondered why I would want to see such a film in the theater, this did make my desire any less to do so.
Back in 2009, I kept hearing all this talk about a one particular horror film. Paranormal Activity (2007). Somehow I managed to talk two of my friends into going to one of the only theaters around are area playing the during the limited release. Unlike the last film I heard about through a word of mouth process, I was going to be able to see what the big deal was this time. This time I was not too young to go by myself. This fueled my determination. Plus, I knew Paranormal Activity was going to scare me.