It’s probably surprising to some people, but occasionally the time I spend with Richard is the most relaxed I am all week. This week has been a roller-coaster, with ups that more than compensated for the downs, but definitely some stuff I needed to address. I realized that, for the first time in a while, my anxiety was holding steady...
Sometimes you want to write a blog post, but your keyboard is slightly malfuntional beause the boy stole the one with all the working keys —- oh, oh, wait, he just reminded me (beause he’s reading oer my shoulder) that the keyboard is his, mine just happened to stop working when he stole my other peripherals to use on his...
I don’t think I’ve ever walked into Richard’s sunroom and grabbed the box of Kleenex before I even sat down. The first words out of my mouth were, “I’m feeling really vulnerable and fragile and I’ve had a really shitty week and I’m glad to be here.” I told him why today is particularly hard, then a bit of why...
…Which happened on Friday, and I’m writing about on Saturday. It’s summer; this is how we roll. So, the primary reasons I chose Richard are that he was recommended as a queer-friendly therapist and he’s EMDR certified. EMDR, or Eye Movement Desensitization Processing, is a method of psychotherapy used frequently in treatment of post-traumatic stress disorder and trauma in general....
Sometimes in the rush of daily living, I don’t give myself time to sit with the feelings I’d rather not have. When you’re mostly experiencing fun and excitement and sweetness, why would you embrace melancholy? I think for me, it’s about that elusive vixen, Balance. I know that I need to let myself feel ALL THE THINGS or else I...
It’s one of those glorious Maine summer days during which you sweat when you’re sitting completely still. moving my thumbs to type this on my phone, as my computer has been haphazardly dismantled by the boy for parts to make his functional, is about all I’ve the energy for at the moment, and that’s a-okay. It’s amazing to me the...
I love Sister Hazel. I’ve decided on this as my summer anthem, because it’s just fun and puts me in mind of good times without complications. This one’s been added to my Carly Rae Jepson/Flo Rida ft Sia/La Roux rotation. Shut it. Another fun summer tune; he put on a great show at Old Port Fest, and this was one...
There are few words to express how fulfilling and satisfying this weekend’s camping trip was, and on how many levels. I had small circle of friends time, one-on-one time, and quiet time alone. I did some writing, some reading, and some just sitting. There was fantastic scenery, good music, and great company. And while I was grateful for the comforts...
I have swirled tonight’s post around in my head for hours, testing different ways to say all of what is in my heart and mind. It’s just not ready yet, though, so I’m going to let it simmer over the weekend and see if some quiet time off in the woods with some wonderful people helps me wrap myself around...
I’m beginning to learn the difference between getting over and getting through. I’m discovering that some obstacles are meant to be hurdled while others must be dismantled, the pieces shifted to the side of the path or picked up to be useful along the way. Knowing which is which isn’t as simple as when I’m traveling physically as opposed to...