(Part of a series on relationship anxiety) An over analytic brain never stops trying to understand. We seek to figure out how the world works, how we work, how come if we add a + b we might get c, but sometimes we get y. It’s seriously never ending and we could ride that train … More Why All the ‘Why’s’?
(part of a series of articles on relationship anxiety) Sometimes it can seem like every decision we make has the power to make or break us. It can appear that if we make one wrong step, or one right step, it will set us on a course for horror or glory for the rest of … More Shifting Your Focus
When I get really desperate for answers, I do the thing that everyone tells you not to do- I search the internet. I scan the top results on Google. I try to find the answer I know someone must have. At the very least, I seek to know that someone somewhere has felt the way … More When You Don’t “Just Know:” A series of articles for dealing with relationship anxiety
If you listen to popular music, or any music really, you’ll start to notice that there are a lot of songs about love (yes, obvious I know). But also, those songs about love are often about needy, codependent, and/or unhealthy love. If you really listen to the lyrics of some very popular songs, or even … More Lust vs Love and the Things We’re Sold
When I was in college, I dated someone who was constantly joking about and making up ‘get-rich-quick’ schemes. He and his friend would toss around ludicrous ideas about how they would manipulate the masses into buying some inane product or idea. Which sometimes we know, actually works – hello, pet rock. For them, this was … More Self(ish)-help Media
“Comparison is the thief of joy.” I recite this quote to myself almost daily, try to remind myself of it when I’m scrolling through social media, and maybe perhaps should get it tattooed on my forehead so I can see it every time I look in the mirror. Because, the thing is, I compare myself … More The Comparison Trap
I judge you, dear one. Even though you graciously bow and listen, quietly refuting, every time I do. I judge your thin hair and your pale skin. I judge every ridge, every blemish, everything that’s not quite in place. I try to change you, dear one. I try to squeeze you into spaces you don’t … More Dear, Me
There are three weird things about me. …oook, maybe there are more than three, but let’s say three weird things that are uncommon to dislike, or three things that are fun factoids. The kinds of things you share with people one of the first times you meet, things you know will be conversation starters, or … More Letting Go and Watching the Storm
When I started writing this blog, it never occurred to me that people would read it. I mean, I figured someone would read it, but these few someones were far off figures in a distant somewhere. People who I didn’t know and who had no idea who I really was. This is silly of course, … More Skeletons and Celestial Bodies
I always try to be honest. After years of lying to myself, and as a consequence (I’m ashamed to admit) lying to others, I have made it a mission to always be truthful. That’s sometimes difficult enough on it’s own, but it gets even trickier when the truth is not always so obvious, like when … More Big White Lies
A Therapist Writes 