Knowing why I don’t know how to be.

I’m not good at resting.  I’ve mentioned this before and it still hasn’t changed.  Time has provided a bit of clarity and I have an inkling of why I don’t rest well.  Being busy prevents me from dealing with anything in my head.  I didn’t realize I did it until just a couple of months … Continue reading Knowing why I don’t know how to be.

Anxiety can look like this…

I haven't been formally diagnosed with a skin picking disorder. Most people I know that pick their skin haven't been identified, because skin picking wasn't added to the DSM until several years ago. Skin picking doesn't always occur alone, but instead often with other comorbidities. It happens with anxiety and depression most often, followed by … Continue reading Anxiety can look like this…

I make banana bread because I can’t sleep.

Sleep is again not mine to have.  Falling asleep is usually not difficult, but staying asleep is.  When my children wake up to banana bread, it’s usually because I woke up at 3 or 4 am.  If I wasn’t awake with several hours to go before anyone else wakes up, dog included, my kids wouldn’t … Continue reading I make banana bread because I can’t sleep.

The longest night, a week from tomorrow.

Romans 8:26 The Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit intercedes for us through wordless groans. I attended my first “blue Christmas” service a couple of years back. I wasn’t a member at our church yet, and I didn’t know what this special … Continue reading The longest night, a week from tomorrow.