,Canker/Mouth Sores – April 5th, 2017

I’m averaging two canker (or mouth) sores a month right now. This works out to at least two weeks of random excruciating pain. They don’t hurt all the time but if I hit them just right it’s awful. The most recent one is in the middle of my tongue which is a much better spot then it usually is, on the tip of my tongue. I can usually trace the irritation

Goals for 2015 – After Narcissistic Abuse

Saving for later perusal.

After Narcissistic Abuse

There’s no time like the new year to create a NEW YOU after narcissistic abuse.  

in 2015 I will

With all the confusion and depression a thing of the past, we’ve got so much time and bandwidth available to us, we can have trouble knowing where to start setting goals or to decide what it is we truly want. Finally, many of us haven’t believed ourselves worthy of focus and have thus always put our desires last to everyone else in our lives; especially narcissists.

Exercise 1 

Let’s take a look at the areas of our lives we can explore when considering goals pertinent to our abusive experiences with a narcissist:

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Job/career
Physical health
Relationships
Personal development
Community

Spiritual

What areas above have suffered?
What areas have you neglected in order to take care of others but need to focus on now?
What area causes you the most stress and upset?

Write…

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Technical Difficulty Please Stand By

I have Fibro not CFS but this totally describes my brain when things get bad.

Fibromy-Awesome

A couple of weeks ago, I lost my head. It happens sometimes.

I call it spaghetti brain, and it happens when I’m in a crash or when I’ve overdone it somehow. My body gives out, and then my mind follows suit. I had a stressful few weeks and my mental agility dulled until I could hardly say my own name without stumbling over it. It’s difficult to explain, but when these cognitive issues flare up,  trying to think and speak makes me feel like a car with the gas and the break petals pressed to the floor at the same time. My thoughts come fast but fragmented, my words emerge slow and tumble over each other, and half the time the wrong words come out altogether. My brain feels like it’s on fire, and so many times I’ve had to just sit in a dark quiet room to cool it down…

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