Habits are hard to break. For years I’ve had a skin picking problem where I can’t seem to keep my hands off of healing scabs. I pick them off during moments of boredom, anxiety, and/or when I perceive the scab as an imperfection that needs to come off from my skin ASAP. There have even…… Continue reading Admitting a Problem
My biological age is 29. I haven’t learned to do all the things I thought I would know to do by now. On an emotional level, I feel I stopped aging appropriately at least 10 years ago. I do think I already had a host of issues starting from childhood. Many things were never resolved…… Continue reading Down the Rabbit Hole of Childhood
Where is the line in the sand between a bad habit and concerning behavior that starts to impact how I live? I have a habit that might be considered disgusting and also harmful to myself. Only I didn’t think of it as actually harmful until today when I was called out for it. I am…… Continue reading Bad Habits
Luckily, I have never suffered major injuries, like a broken bone or a fracture in my skull. I can’t imagine what the recovery period for those kinds of injuries is like, but for those who lived through it, it is amazing how people’s bodies can bounce back from such things. I would say what I…… Continue reading Peculiar Injuries
One accidental kick in the wrong direction and BAM. The pain was instant and sharp and left me gritting my teeth and wanting to spew out every swear word known to mankind. That is the reaction I got from stubbing my big toe. For such a little appendage, why the hell does it always hurt…… Continue reading Two Kinds
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