Guilt Ridden
Fibromyalgia. I write about this topic far too much on this blog, or so it feels. However, today’s piece isn’t so much focused on the symptoms or recent flare up, as much as it is […]
Breaking The Pattern
After a busy work week, I took my exhausted, yet excited ass on the road. I was on my way to spending the weekend with my awesome girlfriend. She lives about an hour to an […]
Happy Father’s Day 2022
I’m a day late on this one but for good reason. I purposely avoided social media yesterday. Distancing myself from the white noise made the day easier. Especially when the day serves as a bittersweet […]
Physically Discouraged
Fibromyalgia is a bitch. Being a male diagnosed with fibromyalgia is an even bigger bitch. I do not wish this illness upon my worst enemy, as it has consumed a significant part of the last […]
Healing From Emotional Abuse
I recently appeared on a podcast to discuss attachment styles with best-selling author Marissa Faye Cohen. Check out the series below! https://www.podbean.com/ew/pb-aj6bc-11c7c61 https://www.podbean.com/ew/pb-xt4mz-11d2754 https://www.podbean.com/ew/pb-qwbyd-11ef10d https://www.podbean.com/ew/pb-qwbyd-11ef10d
I Can’t Even.
Fridays are for fun! My idea of fun this last Friday was driving an hour to meet with my accountant and do my taxes at 8:30 in the morning. Friday? More like Fri-yay! Am I […]
Sometimes You Just Need to Slow Down
I’ve been burning the candle at both ends. I actively took steps to alleviate stress, engage in self-care, and utilize my support system. However, it might have been too little too late. To no one’s […]
Promotion of Growth
People do not like change whether it is good or bad. We like to have control. We like knowing potential outcomes and feeling like we have some influence over it. However, reality demonstrates time and […]
Thought-Feeling Balance Exercise
This week’s therapy session took a deep turn. A few days prior, I fell into a funk of sorts. Feeling overwhelmed by illness, work, and family stuff compounded on top of one another. By the […]
I. Am. Enough.
This week kicked my ass metaphorically and literally. The shit show started off with a stomach bug that knocked me on my ass. For 48 hours, I was bedridden and blowing chunks. I could not […]