anxiety Reflecting on Mental Health I acknowledge that my physiological response to anxiety is not something I can control.
gratitude Practicing Gratitude in Many Ways I began seeing a therapist, Alexia, five days after Nelle was stillborn. I remember making the phone call to a counseling services group that had been recommended to me and when asked for the reason for wanting the appointment I had to say the words out loud “Because… because my
pregnancy Triggers, Loud and Soft Last week, I attended a Share meeting. I found myself the “furthest out” in the room: the most time had passed since my loss. Now heading toward three years ago this September since Nelle was born. I was that voice from the “other side”: somehow survived. The days are not
pregnancy loss Another Name for the Book Part of seeing a new therapist means rehashing many details of my life, and over the past few years, grief. I saw my previous therapist for two years. During the first session, I had to share with her all of the details of how we lost Nelle. I had a
milestones Birthday Thoughts Another year, another birthday. This is the first year where I have really felt my age: now 34. My 20s brought a lot of changes in our lives and then early 30s was just adding a number to the year, but I have become increasingly aware of my age. I
fears Comfort A few weeks before our wedding, I was in a car accident where I was not at fault: another driver ran a stop sign and hit my car on the driver’s side. Just over a year later, the same thing happened again – a driver ran a stop sign and
therapy Carried My week did not improve much and now I feel completely buried under its weight. My session with my therapist hard. She had me look into the future, which was incredibly painful and difficult, knowing that the future isn’t what I had imagined it would be. Whereas I had
