I have been unable to write anything creatively for a while now. Not just my usual lack of motivation, but what comes out is awful. That’s not me being hard on myself; I know when something is good, and nothing I’ve tried lately has been. It’s only now hitting me that maybe I’m one of those people who can write well only when miserable. I don’t ( Read more... )

Everyone has been in a rut. Have you gotten yourself out of a rut? Tell me about it ( Read more... )

Never Google your therapist. Because if you do, you may find out that she's the daughter of a 1980s game show host, a game show that you watched on the couch with your brother during your first bout with depression circa 1986, a game show that you may have actually mentioned to your therapist as being a part of the scene during your first bout with ( Read more... )

We view the world individually and subjectively. That's so obvious that I feel silly writing it down, but we forget it all the time and think that because we perceive something as X, it is X. If you're in a shitty mood, you see everything around you as ugly and designed to frustrate. It's not that things are actually ugly or frustrating, it's just ( Read more... )

Three good friends from college, plus one husband and a boyfriend, came over tonight for "game night." The idea was to play Pictionary, Scrabble, surrealist games, that sort of thing. But I seem to have a habit of inviting people over and accidentally getting everyone wasted, so we only got to one game before the evening became nonsensical (and not ( Read more... )

Is there anything in particular you do when you're feeling particularly unconfident (inconfident? nonconfident?) in yourself? If so, what? (Let's assume for the purposes of the question that you kind of know where the lack of confidence is coming from but that knowing its genesis doesn't change anything.)

One of my main troubles is that there are so many options and yet only one life to live. I wish I could then take that and say "So I am going to try all that I can!" but the fact is that the constraints of my life (of any life) depress me, so instead of spending the day trying all that I can, I spend the day upset, crying, depressed, unfulfilled ( Read more... )

Nothing like a shitty-ass weekend to make you wanna jump in a pool of quicksand! And the best part is: It's not over yet. I have a full 24 hours left in which to continue to feel miserable, courtesy of the United States federal government. See, this is where having just un peu de workaholism really bites you in the ass: How else to escape, darling ( Read more... )

When you're an actor-rather, when you're a somewhat talented actor who is in the business not of any love of the art but rather a desire to have a shining moment of glory or two in which I felt that I had transcended all the trials I've loosely outlined in this journal-you have a few roles that you are sure you are born to play. I had many: Mary, ( Read more... )

I am aching (the key in question is working intermittently; please bear with me) to write a year-end post but I don't know if I have it in me. I really want to have more ritual in my life--not nesessarily spiritual, but for my spirit, if that makes sense. I just think it's good for the soul. Problem is, I have a hard time sitting down and fokusing ( Read more... )