An indifference towards my own sustained existence.

"What would you like to read about on my blog?" I asked my best friend, Gadget, one evening. Gadget and I have been friends since we started college together, thirteen years ago. It was completely my choice to become friends. Gadget can be both very stubborn and very shy, which doesn't always make the greatest… Continue reading An indifference towards my own sustained existence.

What if…I shouldn’t be thinking about what ifs?

Having a MI and being self aware about that MI seems to make it that much more complicated. Frequently when I'm dealing with a particularly difficult episode, there will be two voices in my head arguing with each other about something. Usually in direct contrast of each other. But nothing is ever that black and… Continue reading What if…I shouldn’t be thinking about what ifs?

Being an adult and being told childish things.

Having a mental illness sucks. But you know what sucks more? Having a MI in the workplace. I imagine it's probably just as sucky for those with physical disabilities. There is truly an egregious lack of understanding and patience towards people with disabilities in general. I only have MIs though, so I'm going to focus… Continue reading Being an adult and being told childish things.

I’ve said just about everything to my therapist.

TW: all of them Hi, my name is Ryn (they/them) and I've said just about everything to my therapist. Before I get into too much here, be forewarned, I don't want to pull any punches on this blog. I want to be able to share (just about) everything that I would share with my therapist.… Continue reading I’ve said just about everything to my therapist.