It’s Thoughtful Thursday again, which means it’s time to pull out our notebooks and journal for just a few minutes about whatever’s on our mind. Journaling is a very low-risk way to reap many health benefits, including decreased depression and anxiety and increased self-awareness. (Seriously, it’s been studied.) So, whenever you have five minutes free… Continue reading Thoughtful Thursday: November 12, 2020
Today we return to hope.
It's easier to wake up to a world that isn't trying to kill me. It's been extremely difficult to recover from my mental illness these last four years. All the progress I make inside my head is stunted severely by the knowledge that if it were up to my government - my "representatives" - I… Continue reading Today we return to hope.
My neighbor’s psychosis isn’t his fault, but it’s my problem.
I think my upstairs neighbor suffers from psychosis. It’s hard to know for sure. I’ve barely met the guy. I just know that I can hear him shouting 24/7. Mostly what he shouts is angry nonsense. It’s not constant - it pauses for a few seconds here and there, as if someone else is part… Continue reading My neighbor’s psychosis isn’t his fault, but it’s my problem.
The way you heal is up to you.
So I’m learning why mindfulness is called a practice. Last week I pitched myself the idea of sitting quietly with my anxieties for three minutes a day. By exposing myself to raw reality, I hoped to unlearn my nasty habit of pretending everything is okay despite evidence to the contrary. And while I stand by… Continue reading The way you heal is up to you.
#ThoughtfulThursday
I want to journal more. I love to write, but I tend to have a hard time getting started. Journaling with someone else would motivate me, but in COVID times, it’s hard to do that in person. So I figured, why not ask someone from the internet? Actually, why not ask everyone from the internet?… Continue reading #ThoughtfulThursday
This, I Believe: An Essay on Mindfulness
Today's post is an essay I recently wrote for class. My instructor asked me to write about something I believe in. I'm not big on believing in things, so instead I wrote about a scientific practice: mindfulness. I got an A on the assignment, and thought it was worth sharing here. ... "This, I Believe"… Continue reading This, I Believe: An Essay on Mindfulness
Changing my self-talk, three minutes at a time.
I need to change my narrative. Corny Facebook sayings don’t usually get to me, but today one did: “You will keep living the stories you tell yourself.” I think that’s really true. I’ve been telling myself that everything will hurt, that my anxiety has gotten out of hand. That might be true, but there are… Continue reading Changing my self-talk, three minutes at a time.
How shock therapy saved my life.
In 2018, I voluntarily received 19 electroconvulsive (shock) treatments at a hospital in Colorado to alleviate my depression. This is the true story of how that decision saved my life. ... One afternoon late in my twenty-third summer, I found myself sitting on a plastic couch in my psychiatrist’s office, begging him once again to… Continue reading How shock therapy saved my life.
RETURN of the ZOMBIE BLOG!
So, it’s been a while, huh? I apologize for my absence from this blog. It’s been more than a year since I posted anything new, but I’m very happy to announce that I’m back on my bullshit, and I’m resurrecting Miss Misery. The new content will be a little different than it was before. To… Continue reading RETURN of the ZOMBIE BLOG!
10 Ways To Support My Art (That’s Actually Only 8 Ways)
1. Buy my books on Amazon, or buy my music on Bandcamp, or both! 2. Follow me on Twitter @missmiserymusic 3. Burn a MAGA hat, get high on the fumes, and write a trippy poem. Send it to me at z@missmiserymusic.com (when you're sober enough to type) 4. Subscribe to my YouTube channel! 5. Send… Continue reading 10 Ways To Support My Art (That’s Actually Only 8 Ways)
