Every year around this time I get in my head and spin out a bit. (Full Disclosure I wrote this 8/22/2021) Not necessarily in a good or bad way, just a thoughtful way. I think 42 years and 364 days has taught me that being thoughtful and thinking about who I am, who I wantContinue reading “Late Layer 43”
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Layer on Layer on Layer
Seven years ago, I found a man that had shot himself in the head in the driver’s seat of an older model SUV. He committed suicide on the top floor of the parking garage where I worked. I found on the cameras that he entered the garage around 4:30am and was not a resident nor didContinue reading “Layer on Layer on Layer”
Can there be too many layers?
At some point one has to heal, right? When though? At what point? How many years? I mean I’ve worked and worked and worked on bettering myself and learning how to live with my mental illness. But when does the PTSD, the many, many heartaches, all the mistakes I’ve made, when does all of thatContinue reading “Can there be too many layers?”
Layer 43
Every year around this time I get in my head and spin out a bit. Not necessarily in a good or bad way, just a thoughtful way. I think 42 years and 364 days has taught me that being thoughtful and thinking about who I am, who I want to be and what I canContinue reading “Layer 43”
Layer 2020 with depression
Sunday eve is upon me. Things were a little blue this weekend. With Covid ramping up again and I knew it would, it is just feeling pretty isolating like in March and April. I thought I did pretty good through the beginning and now that it is in full force again, I am convinced IContinue reading “Layer 2020 with depression”
Layer Twenty Twenty
Living with a mental illness is like living with a secret. It is the weirdest thing; I mean it is not something you openly share and yet if you did so much would make more sense to others and be so much easier to handle. It’s a hard decision at what point you share thisContinue reading “Layer Twenty Twenty”
Layer 813- My First Suicidal Thought
When I was in the 8th grade I was walking home from junior high school and I wanted to die. I wanted to kill myself and the entire walk home my thoughts were on how I can kill myself. This walk home was only 10 minutes of my life. In these 10 minutes I wasContinue reading “Layer 813- My First Suicidal Thought”
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