Stitching myself out of a funk

I’ve said it before. I have depression. Sometimes it’s easy to start stitching myself out of a funk. Sometimes not. This time, surprisingly, I’m half-way out of the latest funk. The latest round of depression. Things haven’t been going well. There are personal issues I won’t talk about, but there’s my anxiety about upcoming things,…

For the first time in forever

For the first time in forever, I noticed myself feeling . . . happy. Content, even. Today I found myself not dreading the future. I wasn’t thinking about how I’ll probably never get the things I want, or my approximation of a happy ending. I felt . . . joy. For the first time in…

Family Issues.

Let’s talk family issues. Please be aware, I do not intend this to sound like ‘poor me, life is so unfair’. I intend this post to show some of the goings on in a bad family, and what results from what amounts to adult sibling rivalry.   My sister (who we’ll call K) says I…

Body image and self hate

This week I’m going to talk about body image. My body image. Also the self hate that develops when you don’t love your body as it is. I know my body has been different from most people in my age group since I was a kid.  I’ve had a wider rib cage than my friends…

People who cause depression

I won’t go into full details here, but let’s talk about people who cause or exacerbate depression.   I said before that my home life isn’t good, and that I wanted to get away from it. It’s because I have a mentally abusive family. Sure, sometimes they’re nice. Sometimes they’re even pleasant. Mostly they like…

Crafting with depression

I am a crafter. I have depression. The two mix a lot. In a way, they also don’t mix. I’ll give you an example. Two days ago, I started a new pattern. It’s something that would normally take me 4 hours at most to stitch up. It’s really quick and small but with this recent bad…

This needs to be said

WARNING: I’m about to talk a bit about depression and expectations I had in life. If you don’t wish to read it, scroll down until you see two pictures of cats.   I thought about not writing this part of the post. For four days now, I’ve struggled with what to say, if anything at…