For anyone following this blog specifically for the mental health content, I have moved all that stuff (and more!) to my new site Holding Space I’m excited to have a new platform specifically for (what tends to be more personal) Mental Health content that I can separate from my “professional” writing portfolio and more academic work.
I’ll still be putting the same amount of effort and research into my posts. They’ll just be in a place to which potential employers won’t be immediately directed as I look for a job. Because of the personal nature of some of the information I share, and the stigma surrounding mental health, I think the best thing for me to do right now is to separate my information into two different outlets.
I think this separation is actually something that will motivate me to post more often in both places. So, if you’re here for health and wellness information and my personal health journey, head over to Holding Space and click “Follow!”
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Lately, I’ve been feeling very guilty. I wish I didn’t feel that way. I wish I could easily tell myself that I’m taking care of me, and that I’m not responsible for how other people feel, or what other people are doing, or how other people react to me. But I can’t. Not yet, anyway. I’m working on my ability to separate my own feelings from others’, and as someone who has internalized others’ feelings my entire life, it isn’t an easy process. Continue reading
In eighth grade art class, I made a stained glass window. I cut shapes out of a piece of black construction paper to create the outline of the windowpane and glued tiny bits of colored tissue paper over the spaces to mimic the glass. The assignment was to fill in the parts of the rectangular paper window and suspend a silhouette in the middle. I went to Catholic school, so a lot of the shapes we got to choose from were spiritual symbols: doves, crosses, the holy Eucharist. (I believe it was an Easter-time art project.) The silhouette I chose to create was a butterfly, a symbol of new life. Instead of making the butterfly a black shadow on the colorful background, I decided to make it bright and real. I cut soft patterns in the wings and filled them with light spring colors while the window itself had a hard, angular design with dark blues, purples, and reds. Continue reading