So Here’s The Thing

I still have bad days, even on my medication. They do help, good gravy do they help. They keep me from going down the rabbit hole full tilt. They don't "cure" my depression or my anxiety. They never will. This week was a circus show. Work went sideways. I am as hormonal as all get …

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I’m Gonna Do It

This Tuesday, I start training for a 15km race. I am running the Scotibank Bluenose 15km route in June. It's been a staggered start in my running this year with illness and other issues. I will be glad to start a training plan. Glad, and extremely nervous. I know I can run this distance. I've …

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As I Lay Me Down To Sleep

One thing that my medication doesn't shake: my want to sleep, ALL THE TIME. My depression likes sleep. I love sleep. This depression sleep is a whole different beast. It doesn't like it when I want to get up and do anything productive, like work or running. This sleep can be intoxicating to my brain. …

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It’s Almost Winter

Yes, I know in a lot of places there is snow and it's cold (both here right now), but the calendar says: not yet. I both love and hate this time of year. I love the coziness of winter. The sweaters and blankets, the hot chocolate (and other toasty warm beverages), and the holidays. I …

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Let’s Get Running

Looking ahead to the next year as a whole isn't something that comes easy to me. Just typing this is making me itch with anxiety (for real, my arms are itchy). I have decided to start planning my races for next year. I will be running all as a Worth Living Run Ambassador to bring …

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Forgiving Myself

Sometimes I have a big problem. I can't forgive myself. I have very high expectations, and when I don't achieve my desired results, I will beat myself up about it. This could last for 48 hours, it could last for years. It could be a personal situation, or a work situation. The way my brain …

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I’m a Fainter

Last weekend I fainted while sitting in a pedicure chair. An ambulance was called. My daughter was a rockstar (which is good, because I now know she can navigate a situation like that without freaking). I was checked out by the paramedics, and then went to see a doctor who ordered some bloodwork. I had …

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