Bad habits
The Panic Attack Juice in a Can
My mental health is very important to me. Especially as a mom of two little children. I usually like to try and walk around wearing my anxiety with a lot of courage. I have struggled my whole life dealing with anxiety. I know it's ruined my life in some ways. Sometimes I just cringe over moments where my anxiety took control of a situation and got the better of me. But that is how life can be like when you struggle with severe anxiety and depression. As a mom, I feel like I have constantly chugged coffee for the last almost four years of my life. Hey, raising kids is no joke, it takes a lot of energy to run around after kids all day. The biggest thing I noticed with my caffeine intake was my anxiety.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Confessions
Have I lived too long?
Today August 12, 2021, I am seventy-eight years old. Seventy-nine in October. This presents a problem because I am something around forty in my mind. My body is younger, and I still look presentable. Except for the normal aches and pains from injuries and abuse, I have no health complaints. I have a comfortable place to live and no money worries. I don’t work, do more or less as I like, and have few friends by choice. My daughter is independent, secure, and has a brilliant future. She is my only child and relative except for a brother and assorted cousins scattered across America. Really, I have nothing to complain about considering the thousands who are doing it tough because of the pandemic. Still not a day goes by that I don’t reflect that I have lived too long.
By Jack Kregas4 years ago in Confessions
Dear Diary, I Guess Death Can Restore Life
28 Nov. 2021 Dear Diary, I know it's been about thirty years since I last wrote in one, but I just had to get some thoughts out on what turned out to be a very painful year. I know the year isn't over yet. As I write this, there is still one more month to provide further agony. However, as December is looking to be extra chaotic due largely to what I'm going to talk about, I feel I should get this out now.
By Adam Wallace4 years ago in Confessions
Confessions of the Rising
*deep sigh* It is currently 6 am on a Monday, I'm slouched in bed with my cat curled up by me under the cover. I wish more than anything to just lay down completely to go back to sleep since being up at 3 am. Fudge, I love sleep so much it's giving me depression and avoidance of life vibes. Literally everyday "I wish I could get paid to sleep" repeats itself through my verbalization and while it's possible my consistency and dedication doesn't allow that just yet. My family probably think Azrie'l is a lost soul who needs to come back home (physically & spiritually).
By Azrie'l Johnson4 years ago in Confessions
How overthinking almost killed me my career and my health.
Hi, my name is Kaushal Mandal and I am 24 years old by date. Coming from a middle-class family background we had a mentality about thinking at least 10 times before buying anything or spending on any goods or products.
By Kaushal mandal4 years ago in Confessions
The Fleeting High of Retail Therapy
I have a confession. I am an irresponsible over spender. It’s not a rare condition. I have a friend who cannot stop buying clothes despite, the fact that she has to make her basement her closet so they all fit. Her favorite outing when we get together is coffee first and then shopping. I love her dearly but she’s a bad influence on me.
By Natalie Forrest4 years ago in Confessions
I Can't Handle Change
Nothing I do is ever good. I think about it all the time. What if I am not doing this right? Am I living up to the correct standards? How in the world would I know? I have had so many people tell me I am doing it all wrong, but they won't inform me how to do it right. Almost anything in this society is okay. But at the same time, you have to keep to yourself if you are a female in some circumstances. The same thing goes with races, ethnicities, and other genders.
By Ceo Of Dying4 years ago in Confessions
My 30-day Journal Journey
When you tell people that you are lost, usually they will say something along the lines of telling you to do what brings you joy. When I was feeling lost and depressed, every video I watched or article I read, said something about joy and doing what you love. However, when I really thought about it, I didn't know what that meant. I was so lost and depressed that I couldn't see what brought me joy. I understood the answer, but I didn't know what that meant for me. The thing about being depressed and lost is that you have a problem finding joy in life. So trying to make a life plan around joy and happiness was hard for me to come up with. That was when I read something that would bring me more clarity.
By Talara Nolan4 years ago in Confessions
I Sometimes Break Into Construction Sites
I have been alive for more than 28 years. That is not a very long time if you think about it. I am still relatively young and active. Yet, I am here still trying to figure out how the universe works and how I can improve my life. However, I am also one of those people where things just kind of...happen around me, and I have no clue how I got there in the first place. I make snap decisions, and I somehow stumble across adventures, which I never knew I could experience. So, when this Vocal Media challenge popped up, I knew I had to share this experience. This is the story of how I broke into a construction site... entirely by accident. How is that possible, you ask? Well, let me tell you.
By Ada Zuba4 years ago in Confessions
What is the point of love if it always ends in heartache?
And here I am again crying over somebody who was never mine and who will never be mine. I wonder if my pain is showing through my eyes and that's why they're all looking at me like something is wrong. I would like to say I'm strong enough to handle it and just move on but I don't think I am. I'm going to have to be though because I don't really have a choice and I am sarcastically, ironically laughing at myself for how fucking stupid I can be and how stupid I continue to be.
By Mallory Johnson4 years ago in Confessions
Perfectionism: The Fine Line Between Obsessive and Productive. Top Story - November 2021.
I organize my closet by color, then by sleeve length. All of my clothes face the same direction, and nothing is falling off hangers or sitting on the floor. The hangers are all the same cedar brown with a metal hook.
By wanderluster4 years ago in Confessions
