Last updated on November 10th, 2021 Did you know that our bodies have cannabinoid receptors? They are on immune cells in our blood, on our nerves, our spinal cords, and almost every cell in our brain. We even have these receptors …

Last updated on November 10th, 2021 Did you know that our bodies have cannabinoid receptors? They are on immune cells in our blood, on our nerves, our spinal cords, and almost every cell in our brain. We even have these receptors …
We only see what we are shown but underneath there is a struggle, a battle that we don’t show to the world. Many of us have been taught through shame not to reveal our secrets, not to let people know our struggles for fear we will be judged as not good enough, not ‘normal’. Stigmatized by society as well as our own families not to reveal what is seen as weakness, illness, disease, less than, inadequate, or different.
As the proud owner of an anxiety disorder (PTSD) I am often stuck in my own mind spiraling out of control until I reach the point of panic or wanting to run and hide any time there is the hint of a change in my life.
Often when I am in one of my low states of depression I neglect self-care. Really, I neglect almost everything. It takes so much energy just to make it through the day that all …
The hardest part is putting that word death in a sentence with your mother. Mom has died. It looks so terrible even written. So short and final. Three words that change the lives of generations.
Loudness, danger, excitement we are drawn like moths to a flame. Unrestrained, gregarious energy drawing us near drawing us out of our solitary shell. We are drawn to that radiant energy that part we don’t possess within. We don’t see it …
This is the first I have really written in a while. I have basically had a nervous breakdown and have spent the better part of a month trying to recover myself. Trying to find myself amongst the panic and the …
Last updated on September 13th, 2019Reading posts on Speak your Truth about living with anxiety has given me the strength to share my own struggle. Not as a means to gain sympathy but in the hopes that someone else will …