Chewing The Skin Around My Nails

Yes. I chew the skin around my fingernails. It's a stress/anxiety solution to "getting rid" of my feelings. I will chew them, sometimes, until they bleed. Especially when my anxiety levels are high. My new meds have helped with the daily chewing. I am starting to slow my roll. I am now wearing fake nails …

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A New Beginning

Some changes are coming. This is one of them. Crazy Mama Runs is now Screaming Into The Void. Many things have changed over this past year. It was time for the blog to have a new name. The site will get a redesign, but it will still be the same old me. I will still …

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Amy, TeenThing and The Flies

WARNING:  This post is about flies and larvae.  If you are grossed out by either or both...RUN AWAY NOW!!!  I can't run away because it's my story, so apologies for what you are about to read. So, we've a hot and humid summer here on the East Coast of Canada.  This means windows, and sometimes …

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On My Way

Here we are: Week three on my meds, and now on vacation until after Canada Day Weekend. No more dizziness (YAY!), just some fatigue that will hopefully work itself out over the next little while. I am starting to become more present. There is less disassociation. I can see NOW that I really should have …

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Upgrading My Toolbox (Because Suffering is NOT an Option For Me)

Today I was able to see my doctor. I am very lucky, because I called this morning and got in this afternoon. I know I've been off kilter for quite some time now (months really) and I've been at the edge of the rabbit hole for about the same amount of time. I had been …

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Amy’s Anxiety and The Tub

(Oh how I wish this post was about ice cream.....) May 9, 2018: So, Here I am awake at 11:27pm. You’re like...uhhhhh, and? Well, I am usually in extreme super sleep right now, because sleep and I are tight.  We have a very good relationship.  Amy + Sleep = BFFs. But NOT TONIGHT. (Backstory:  We …

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Am I Doing This Wrong?

It's funny how quickly self reflection turns into some extreme self criticism. Struggling to take expectations off of oneself is not easy. There is an internal daily struggle: Why can't I figure this out? Why am I so stuck? I'll never figure this out. I'm not capable of *insert thing here*. I'm not smart enough. …

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