Posts tagged love
I'm Depressed

Imagine, a small box just slightly bigger than your body, made of shatterproof glass.  You are placed into this box, and the box is sealed up.  You have just enough room to shift your body around slightly, but you can't stand up, and your arms and feet are snug against your core.  But before you were placed into the box, you were given a drink that was designed to make your heart race just fast enough to make you feel sick to your stomach but not entirely break a sweat.  Imagine now that the air in the box is getting thin.  You want to escape the box but you cant, but you can see the fresh, clean air all around you, after all, the box is glass.  Now, you get to sit there as your insides start to burn, and the only thing that you think you can do to escape is crawl out of your own skin.  You feel trapped, you feel helpless, you are out of breath, and there is nothing that you can do.  THIS is anxiety.

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The Beginning

A little about myself, now that I've dragged you through emotional turmoil to get to this point, my name is Chelsea.  I have a 3-year-old daughter, a husband who is emotionally opposite of myself, two cats that are more trouble than cuddly, and a cute little home built in the 70's that still reflects the 70s' (wood paneling and all).  I started writing "I am a wife, a mom" blah blah blah, but then I realized I don't feel like those are the pieces of me that make me who I am.  That might be uncomfortable for some of you mommas and wifeys out there. That's fine, you can be defined by whatever you want to be defined by, but for me, the pieces that make Chelsea, Chelsea, are the things that make me feel human.  So if I were to write anything that started with "I am" it would look like this: I am a conduit for love. I am a giver, a believer, a dreamer.  I am an artist of all mediums.  I am a feeler.  

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