How Writing Saved My Mental Health

How Writing Saved My Mental Health

Writing has allowed me to learn discernment and the importance of getting out my thoughts rather than keeping them in.


Some people are really good at expressing their feelings, thoughts, and concerns with other people. Take my sister, for example, she is able to eloquently express her feelings at any time, any day. I, on the other hand, tend to push all of my feelings away so that I am not bothered by them anymore. However, eventually those feelings resurface in an explosive manner or they start eating away at me. This looks like insomnia, anxiety, and unnecessary stress. Not. Good. I admire people like my sister but since I am still working being open about my emotions, I have found another outlet to express them.

Writing is that outlet for me. When I was about six years old I was gifted my first journal for Christmas. At the end of the day, I would write in my journal about how I felt that day. As I got older, I would write down important moments that happened in my life. My goal was to capture exactly how I felt in the moment so that in the future I could go back and remember that feeling. I found this to be therapeutic.

During high school, probably the toughest period for me in terms of my anxiety and restlessness, I turned to writing once again. This time, I decided to keep a prayer journal. It was my personal, ongoing conversation with God about my aspirations, my doubts, fears, regrets, everything. Every day when I wrote in my prayer journal, I found myself unwinding and relaxing from the stress of the day and feeling the presence of God impart peace on my spirit. I helped me so much that without it, I would not sleep, I would not be focused, and I would not be my usual upbeat self.

To this day, I continue to express my feelings in writing. It has changed my life for the better. It has allowed me to learn discernment and the importance of getting out my thoughts rather than keeping them in. I have found that writing out my thoughts helps me to better articulate them vocally. If you are like me and you struggle with this, I encourage you to buy a journal and just start putting the pen to the paper. It doesn't have to be some literary masterpiece, just you and your thoughts. It seems scary but trust me, it is worth it.

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I'm A Woman And You Can't Convince Me Breastfeeding In Public Is OK In 2019

Sorry, not sorry.


Lately, I have seen so many people going off on social media about how people shouldn't be upset with mothers breastfeeding in public. You know what? I disagree.

There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

So many people talking about it bring up the point of how we shouldn't "sexualize" breastfeeding and seeing a woman's breasts while doing so. Actually, all of these people are missing the point. It's not sexual, it's just purely immodest and disrespectful.

If you see a girl in a shirt cut too low, you call her a slut. If you see a celebrity post a nude photo, you call them immodest and a terrible role model. What makes you think that pulling out a breast in the middle of public is different, regardless of what you're doing with it?

If I'm eating in a restaurant, I would be disgusted if the person at the table next to me had their bare feet out while they were eating. It's just not appropriate. Neither is pulling out your breast for the entire general public to see.

Nobody asked you to put a blanket over your kid's head to feed them. Nobody asked you to go feed them in a dirty bathroom. But you don't need to basically be topless to feed your kid. Growing up, I watched my mom feed my younger siblings in public. She never shied away from it, but the way she did it was always tasteful and never drew attention. She would cover herself up while doing it. She would make sure that nothing inappropriate could be seen. She was lowkey about it.

Mindblowing, right? Wait, you can actually breastfeed in public and not have to show everyone what you're doing? What a revolutionary idea!

There is nothing wrong with feeding your baby. It's something you need to do, it's a part of life. But there is definitely something wrong with thinking it's fine to expose yourself to the entire world while doing it. Nobody wants to see it. Nobody cares if you're feeding your kid. Nobody cares if you're trying to make some sort of weird "feminist" statement by showing them your boobs.

Cover up. Be modest. Be mindful. Be respectful. Don't want to see my boobs? Good, I don't want to see yours either. Hard to believe, I know.

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Dreading This Day All About Love

Valentines day blues


I have never enjoyed Valentine's Day.

Even if when I was in a relationship it was just an awkward day of "hey I love you, give me gifts and lets make out." But this year, I am just not feeling this thing at all. Since the relationship ended last June I have just been dreading the time when February came, because you know that on the 14th you are going to see all these love post and all us singles are like "welp this is just not my day.", and honestly you feel defeated. I personally asked other singles friends (like the three I have) if they wanted to come and watch Netflix with me and dread the day, but sadly they either had school or work. So here is my plan of getting though this day of love:


Yes Netflix how else am I supposed to get through this day? Usually I have Greys Anatomy playing all the time but that has love in it, and I am not in the mood for that. My plan is to watch all the crime shows I can because watching TV crime series or documentary about serial killers just seems perfect for the 14th.


Yes sleeping. I don't have anywhere I need to be why not catch up on some zzz's


Yes I am going to eat my feelings with chocolate because why not? if I could I would get a giant slice of cake and live off that on the 14th but sadly I am stuck with the normal Heresy's chocolate and Reeses which will do their job.


me :)

This is my wonderful cat Kimber and she will be my partner in crime on the 14th. She will sleep, snuggle, cuddle, all day with me because I need that moral support of my fluffy cat.


If I am able to fit reading a book into my schedule of everything listed above then reading will go into that open spot. I always loved reading but with school it is hard to find the time to read for enjoyment. so this day will be the perfect day.

This is my plan for the 14th of February and hopefully this will help me get though this dreadful day. And if you are also single try this out :)

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