Hello Boys! I’m Back!
I apologize in advance for not posting over the last few weeks. Yours truly took a little bit of a hiatus from blogging and for good reason. Allow me to explain. I felt like I […]
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Personal Reminders
The Return of the Trauma Llama
For the last three or four days, I dreaded writing this post, but I promised myself I would do it. Instead of writing some fluffy intro or fun anecdote, I am following the advice of […]
Sh*t Show
I sat here on my couch for a solid half a day off and on, contemplating if I should focus on a self-care tip or take a more personal route with this week’s post. With […]
COVID-19 Taking Its Toll: A Therapist’s Perspective
In my wonderful state of New Jersey, doctors in an urgent care diagnosed our states first COVID-19 case on March 4, 2020. We now enter our fifth week of this outbreak. To say that this […]
We Can’t Explain Everything
Like many during this virus outbreak, I attempt to maintain some sense of normalcy. My job takes me on the road. It is safe to say that I know where nearly every café, Starbucks, and […]
It Hurts More Than You Know
I do not wish mental illness upon my worst enemy (Okay, maybe a little bit). If you have not experienced a significant mental health episode, be thankful, and please do not take it for granted. […]
I Kinda Get It
I apologize in advance if some of this post makes little sense or feels like rambling, but I felt it was the most appropriate time to write this. I am not in the clearest mind […]
Saying “I Love You”
Who knew that three little words, eight words, one phrase could mean so much. Saying these words in any context drastically changes the conversational tone. They signify the impact a loved one has on us. […]
A Rough Outline
As a kid, I despised English class. I loathed the idea of being force fed “The Catcher in the Rye” because some school administrator felt it was important for me to do so. Then came […]
It Hurts, But There Is Nothing I Can Do
Few things hurt more than seeing a loved one slowly driving themselves closer to death. For nearly three decades, I witnessed a close family member battling alcoholism. At its worst, he drank a quart of […]