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Everything you’re about to read is based on my own experience. It may be a personal take on something, a way to cope, or a helpful anecdote. Read on and let me know if there’s anything you’d like me to write about.

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Danielle 4/7/21 Danielle 4/7/21

A history of pets

My kitten, Magnus, has been sick on and off for about a month now and it’s been bringing up a lot of feelings for me that I didn’t realize I had never dealt with. My cats are my everything and sometimes I feel as though people who don’t have any pets don’t understand the bond between a human and their pet. I even remember a guy I went to high school with posting something a while back along the lines of “hating” when people refer to their pets as “children” because it’s “not the same thing.” No, I did not give birth to my cats but I care for them, feed them, even bathe them when needed. They comfort me when I’m sick or sad and I will be there to take care of them until their last breath.

Danielle 3/30/21 Danielle 3/30/21

Mindful March

I woke up on the morning of March 1st feeling refreshed. It seems weird to think of it that way, especially since I had just had a dream where I was set to die via a boat explosion… but it’s true. I always try to take the 1st of any given month as a kind of reset and since February was so terrible mental health-wise, it seemed as good a time as any. I got up, made coffee and breakfast, and sat down with my journal. I then made a pledge to myself that I would try to be more mindful as the month went on. If you’re reading this now it means that I succeeded.

Danielle 3/19/21 Danielle 3/19/21

Food, glorious food?

This is a post that I’ve thought about writing for a long time, even started and deleted it a few times, but could never figure out how to put it all together. Previous attempts were usually brought on by something angering or annoying and that never turns out right. But I’ve been thinking a lot about my issues with food lately so I thought I’d give it another go…

Danielle 3/12/21 Danielle 3/12/21

The lost year

A year ago I was sent home from work, just like everyone else, and told to stay there for 2 weeks. My new job was slated to begin on Monday the 30th so as far as anyone in that office knew, that would probably be the last time they saw me. Usually leaving a job is met with hugs and “we should grab drinks” pleasantries that you know will never happen, but because of the abruptness of it all and the fact that no one really knew what was going on yet, it was completely unceremonious. There were no hugs, no high fives, no anything really. All we knew at this point in time 1 year ago was that physical contact was bad and we needed to wash our hands as much as possible. So I walked out of the office I’d been in for a little over a year and never looked back.

Danielle 2/22/21 Danielle 2/22/21

Struggle Bus Incorporated

The other day I wrote an entire post about validation and depression and just feeling invisible… and then with a swipe of my finger the browser refreshed and I lost the entire thing. Honestly, It seemed way too fitting so instead of attempting to rewrite the whole thing I took a step back and figured in a few days time I might be able to write something else.

Danielle 2/11/21 Danielle 2/11/21

Hitting the wall

I don’t know about you, but over the last couple of weeks I’ve just been feeling completely drained. It feels like all of my energy has been sucked out of me and all that’s left is a heaping pile of emotions. I know I’m not the only one feeling this. Every day I see new articles about how people seemed to just be burnt out. It’s not hard to see why. We’re been living through this pandemic for almost a year now and while we have a vaccine, nothing has really changed. Whenever I leave my apartment (which isn’t often), I still see people either not wearing masks or wearing them incorrectly. You’d think after a year things would have begun to sunk in, but I guess that was just wishful thinking.