Category Archives: existential depression

New year, new clarity, new goal

Posted on January 6, 2014 by

In the year 2014, I’m going to continue to express from the heart while refining my writing. I wanted to share my new “about this blog” page here.  It was written originally as a response to a blog post over … Continue reading →

Posted in A Lamp In the Darkness, adult survivors of abuse, Art, Being Genuine, Compassion, Complex-PTSD, Congruent Living, Connection, Creating a Life, Death, Enlightenment, existential depression, Friendship, Healing Through the Arts, Highly Sensitive Person, Hope, Making meaning | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Choose your illusion

Posted on September 25, 2013 by

[                      [photo credit: TBS] I’m pretty sure I’m going through a period of disintegration. Again. I can be fine for a while, then slip and get stuck in weird corners of my psyche. A few weeks ago my friend … Continue reading →

Posted in anxiety, depression, Disconnection, existential depression, Soul, Soul wounds, Stories from My Life | Tagged , , , | 6 Comments

The myth of mental illness

Posted on February 9, 2013 by

I read up a lot about mental illness, mostly because most of my life I was feeling like I was on the verge of going crazy.  Except, I could never quite go completely over the abyss, which I often thought … Continue reading →

Posted in Anger, anxiety, Complex-PTSD, depression, existential depression, Madness, Moods, Motherhood, The Myth of Mental Illness | Tagged , , , | 12 Comments

Can we use our anxiety for our spiritual development?

Posted on February 4, 2013 by

For the past few years, I’ve been on a spiritual journey that I never planned on taking.  It’s been something that just had to happen, after leaving the STEM field and coming home to be a stay at home mother … Continue reading →

Posted in Anger, anxiety, Complex-PTSD, depression, Dr. Richard House, Eckhart Tolle, existential depression, Grief and Loss, Hope, Mindfulness, Moods, PTSD triggers, Seeking the sacred, Soul, Soul wounds, spirituality | 2 Comments

These hands

Posted on May 26, 2012 by

These are the hands that played with a lump of gray clay for hours when I was a 10 year old girl. These are the hands that tried to protect myself from my older sister’s smacks, scratches and hair pulling. … Continue reading →

Posted in Art, Art Journaling, career, Complex-PTSD, Creating, Creativity, Death anxiety, existential depression, Friendship, Grief and Loss, My writing, Observations from Life, Personal growth, Soul, Soul wounds, Stories from My Life, The Absurd Life | Tagged | 4 Comments