I often completely forget that I am trapped in a meat cage.
I take a LOT of naps.
Anxiety is a hydra. It has many heads and trying to narrow it down to just one is a gross oversimplification that will only deter you from truly understanding/defeating it.
All human beings need attention, and it is okay to actively seek out the fulfillment of that need.
You can sit wherever you want. No, really.
I'm with you in the painfully liminal space of recovery.
Toxic shame, also known as internalized shame, is, frankly, a bitch.
It's okay if it takes some time to figure out what's going on in your brain. Maybe if I tell you these things, I'll believe them too.
Sometimes I don’t hear what people actually say at all. All I hear what my internalized shame tells me they’re saying.
Is it me, my illness, or the hormones?