I want to begin this blog article by explaining that I’m estranged from my father. My father is responsible for much of my trauma. He caused me significant harm to the point where even seeing him can be triggering. Well, he called me and I answered without looking at the number. Hoo wee! What a…

As the title reads, I am angry and frustrated at the world. It all began with seeing all of these corporations advertising. I became finally sick and tired of corporations and the wealthy telling us how to think and feel. I’m over the audaciousness and presumptuousness of it all. I am sick of capitalism period.…

Today I am filled with absolute inertia to do anything. I have neither the will nor the energy to get anything done but I do want to blog about it to get the thoughts out of my head. I am beating myself up and feeling like a failure. I feel like I failed at life…

I think my mission for this afternoon is to finish my de-Googling process. I’d start this morning except I’m going to a brunch with some friends and I’m terrible about being interrupted and resuming so I’ll wait to start. I have absolutely had enough of Google and their antics. Google has reached trillion dollar valuation…

One of the problems with having Major Depressive Disorder is dealing with mornings. Mornings continue to be really difficult and I awaken feeling down but not quite as down as I used to. I think it is because antidepressant medication levels might be lower? I really have no idea and I am left wondering why…

Today began with a trip to the Social Security office at 9 to hopefully have this hearing for an expedited benefits reinstatement for my Social Security Disability Insurance benefits. I hate these waiting rooms because they’re noisy and people are breaking the no cell phone rule left and right. The sense of entitlement is real.…

It took awhile for the importance of self-praise to sink in. I understood it from an intellectual perspective but not viscerally. This evening I felt it viscerally. I’m beginning to understand the importance on a deep level. The partial hospitalization program that I was in last month kept harping on self praise and positive affirmation…