PMDD feels like a sad nightmare while you are awake.
There is so much bipolar can be.
Last week, I boarded a plane to Charleston for a bachelorette weekend. I’d been dreading the flight for months. Airplanes are not on my short list of comfort zones, so I try to avoid them at all costs. Why can’t we just drive? I thought to myself, fancying the idea of a 12-hour car ride … Continue reading What My Fear of Flying Taught Me
Our memories aren’t all we have; they’re just the beginning.
People told me I wanted attention. That I craved sympathy. That I needed to be everyone's best friend. That I was nosy and dramatic. Soon, these became things I told myself, too.
I bet they don’t tell you in the movies, or on social media, or even in psychology class, that OCD can affect the way you love, too.