*originally written in 2016* February has always been hard for me. My dad passed away nineteen years ago. I was just a kid, and growing up I never really dealt with it. I know I'm not the only one who lost him; my mom, his brothers and sister, our cousins, friends. That being said, I …
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Identity and Egoic Routine are ultimately ephemeral. You know I'm not Danna either, right? I don't know if people were paying attention but each time I changed my name I basically just decided to play a different character. Usually after significant periods of personal growth, or just trying a whole new tack on life. The …
I dunno. I'm a firm believer that you should never really be in competition with anyone. Just do you, at your own pace, as fast or as slow, wherever you wanna go or however you wanna grow. EXCEPT. When someone tries to stop you or tell you "you can't." That's when you're in competition. You …
In case anyone was concernicus about the erratic and sharp decline in my mental health this month. *tw death if you don't want to read on* Something dark and fucked up happened 21 years ago when my dad died. He's who inspired me to study psych and be so passionate about mental health. He's who …
Not that anybody I know actually reads this, but if ever given the choice I would choose death over life every time. I'm not actively suicidal, but I'm apathetic, and I'm only really continuing to live because I'm still alive. It's a momentum of sorts.
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