Caring for your mental health while still getting things done is difficult

Keywords: better , depression , inspiration , mental health , pre med , school , self improvement , social media , society , writing

Going forward, I really do hope that I can stand up again and be on my way to once again cultivating the life I want. If you’ve managed to make it this far, thank you for reading. I really, really hope that you can’t relate to this one, but if you do, I want you to know that the human experience- despite how nuanced and varied it may appear- is generally similar. Despite the intricate and small differences in or day to day lives, experiences with mental health, and overall associations and interactions with the world, we all experience feelings of inadequacy, self doubt, and have bad days. Being better isn’t about being perfect, but is about being forgiving to ourselves, allowing us to have the time and space to heal, and celebrating the wins, no matter how small. With all of that being said, I think I’ll end with this: Tomorrow will bring better.

https://sporadicmusingsofasomewhatloststudent.home.blog/2020/12/04/on-being-better

Start to me writing about how I feel

Keywords: career , more post to come , thoughts , trying again , what i want to be when i grow up , writing

my opinions on the world, some information about health as that is my field and me trying find out what I wanna do with my life, but also in the progress becoming better at writing even if the stories I write just end up being for me.

https://angelofashes92.wordpress.com/2020/11/25/what-do-i-wanna-be-a-writer-maybe

I want to be loved again but not right now and also RIGHT NOW, but exactly how I want it

Keywords: at home , anxiety , depression , grief , widow

For a long time, I was better. Maybe it was the counseling. Or the meds. Or the cocoon of safety my family provided me. Maybe it was the daily run in the middle of summer in Texas, when the heat lanced all feelings straight from the wound. Maybe it was the job I couldn’t wait to start. Whatever it was, it didn’t matter because I was better.

better – Michelle Underwood (michbelleunderwood.com)

I can’t seem to move past it as quickly as I want to or thought I would

Keywords: {0}

maybe its all the little things about you that we have in common or maybe it’s your stupidly handsome face that i can’t get over. but oh my god, i am so fucking sick of this feeling. i honestly wish i could eternal sunshine of the spotless mind this shit and erase you from my memories. that’s how much i want you out of my head, fuck.

wish i could turn you back into a stranger – i must become a lion hearted girl (wordpress.com)