if you took away social events, regular sleep, sleeping past dawn, your silence, your me time, your cleaning time, your work time, your life admin time, holidays, weekends away, dinners at restaurants, brunches, walks, swims at the beach, a tidy house for longer 25 mins, unbroken walls, unbroken phones, eating together, seeing friends in normal places,Continue reading “take away all the things, then tell me”
Tag Archives: anxiety
Losing my confidence socially
You’d think as I grew more confident with raising an autistic son, I’d find more strength and feel more comfortable being able to talk about life and being around friends socially. I thought it would be that way. I’ve started to feel like I’ve got nothing valid to say or offer the world in anyContinue reading “Losing my confidence socially”
When you aren’t ok, but you have no choice, where does it end
**EDIT to note: This post below was written and in draft since July. I never posted it. I dont know why. Probably because posting it was the exact same cycle of “help/acknowledgment/silence/you need to feel differently feedback, that this post was essentially about. But this is how it feels, some days thick and so deep,Continue reading “When you aren’t ok, but you have no choice, where does it end”
Every choice seems like the wrong one
Maybe this is a normal thing for every parent or every mum, but why does it feel like every single day, every reasonably significant choice to do with your children’s health or education or happiness or safety, feels like its guaranteed to be the wrong one. Is this a sign of anxiety and PTSD? OrContinue reading “Every choice seems like the wrong one”
The privilege of never knowing the ache of disability
When I see photos of people with different disabilities, invisible disabilities, para olympians, role models of people who have made it with a complex health or neurological condition, accidental disabilities or impairments, etc etc the list could go on… but those images of people who inspire me now, make me cry with a long lostContinue reading “The privilege of never knowing the ache of disability”
survival of one day at a time
when no one else around you or outside of your four walls, knows or has any idea, that each single day is facing a constant survival of one minute to the next. egg shells, recovery, meltdowns, breakages, spills, injury, tears, laughter, breathing, anxiety, fatigue, brief moments of still, then chaos and then eggshells and theContinue reading “survival of one day at a time”
Feels like a heartbreak.. is this trauma or anxiety?
my heart feels broken. i feel like a failure at everything and every day. is this trauma? is this anxiety? is this both? its not intentional, its just my “rested” feeling now. I get into bed, i have things to do all the time. i never ever stop. there is always a to do listContinue reading “Feels like a heartbreak.. is this trauma or anxiety?”
A Journey to Joy 