- Self Love Blogs -
It’s no secret that mental illness is a pretty tough topic to talk about. Not only has it been seen as a ‘taboo’ subject for many years, but talking about an emotion that you feel so strongly that it completely consumes you, is no easy task.I want to open up to you here. Not because it’s easy for me, or particularly helpful for me, but because I hope it can be helpful to you if you’re going through this. When I was severely depressed, one of the only things that helped was realizing that other people felt the EXACT way I did. It couldn’t be my fault, because they felt it too. I didn’t know those people necessarily, but I knew that I wasn’t the only person in the world going through that. So if you are struggling, please read this. Remember that, no matter how deep in that hole you are buried, there’s someone else in the world who completely understands how you are feeling. And yes, no matter how cheesy this sounds, it does get better. IT DOES. It will always be there, and it will always be a struggle, but this feeling will not be all-consuming forever. And I’m sorry that you are here, where I was just a few short years ago. (Read More)
3 years ago I got my first dog. We didn’t exactly plan this, but we met our girl and she was perfect. Unable to resist, we took her home the same day. I had never had a dog before, and had no idea what to do. As a new mother, I bought every toy, fluffy bed, food bowl, and treat I could find. However, I was still completely unprepared for the biggest hurdle yet, her separation anxiety.I remember the first time we actually left her alone in our tiny apartment. She SCREAMED. I couldn’t get down the hall without breaking down and turning back. I mean, we didn’t just have her to worry about, we had neighbors on all sides. I was suddenly under house arrest. We googled absolutely everything. We called the shelter where we adopted her. We tried to find an in-home trainer (that we could afford). Nothing seemed possible. (Read More)
I recently went through a period of unemployment where I felt a little lost and a lot broke. I was twenty-five, with no job, no money, and no idea what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. I slowly isolated myself from the rest of the world, realizing (based what I saw on Instagram) that I was probably the only one going through this.
That is, until one day when I met up with a friend I hadn’t seen in a while. She had just moved in with her gorgeous boyfriend, adopted a puppy, and had a great job. Surely, her life was perfect. I asked how she was doing and her response was not what I was expecting, “Girl, my life is a MESS. I have no idea what I’m doing.”
It suddenly dawned on me – I wasn’t the only one who was feeling this way. In fact, everyone I spoke with after that conversation felt the exact same way.