I Want To Love You – The Complicated Relationship I Have With My Face

I stopped and started and stopped and started with this blog post. Wondering, should I? Shouldn't I? I've decided to go ahead and post it, because someone else may be going through a similar experience, and nobody should have to struggle with this alone. There's no plan laid out of what I'm going to write,… Continue reading I Want To Love You – The Complicated Relationship I Have With My Face

Shamans Were Often Lonely Too – Words Of Wisdom From Friends On Social Media

I feel extremely fortunate to have the friends I have. Their generous sharing of wisdom has - especially over the past year - helped me find a way forward, through the treacherous mires of depression, heartache and creative disconnection. There were times when a comment or message would have such a profound impact on me,… Continue reading Shamans Were Often Lonely Too – Words Of Wisdom From Friends On Social Media

2020 Gratefulness

A Milestone Before I launch into my list, I wanted to tell you that this is post number two thousand here on Wyrd Words & Effigies. Over the past few days, I've been feeling a tad giddy as I've watched the post number climb higher, and it feels quite the achievement to have reached this… Continue reading 2020 Gratefulness

They Met Above The Tallest Fir In The Forest

They met above the tallest fir in the forest. The encouragement that I've received from you wonderful people who read my blog has helped to spur me on today. It's been an extremely challenging 1st of January. Emotions that I thought I'd buried, resurfaced and I didn't know how to push them back down. I… Continue reading They Met Above The Tallest Fir In The Forest

I Need To Start Over

The other day, somebody told me that I 'suck at conversation.' Despite thinking 'that's a bit rude...' I whispered to myself, 'yeah, I know.' Since this depressive episode started over a year ago, I've struggled massively to have deep, meaningful, satisfying conversations. Depression has made me dumb, uninteresting and quiet. Very, very, very quiet. Last… Continue reading I Need To Start Over

I Am In The Strangest Place

I never used to be nervous about writing a blog post. I never used to start and stall, start and stall. I never used to fret about what people might think of how I was expressing myself. But things are different now. I am nervous. I am starting and stalling. I do worry about what… Continue reading I Am In The Strangest Place

I Don’t Know How To Talk About This But I’ll Try Anyway

This time last weekend, two nurses from the Crisis Team sat in my parents living room, clad head to toe in PPE. They were asking me questions about how suicidal I was feeling, and trying to dissuade me from believing that the best place for me to be was in the hospital. I smiled (sadly)… Continue reading I Don’t Know How To Talk About This But I’ll Try Anyway

Finding Light In The Blackout

My creative output for the past several months has been pretty much nonexistent. Even as I type this, I worry that I won't be able to convey exactly just how fucking difficult it's been - and still is - because my brain is all fog and no substance. But I'm better than I was a… Continue reading Finding Light In The Blackout