Choosing to live a life of 100% sobriety is not easy. In fact, it’s the hardest challenge I have faced in recent years. I thought losing weight was the hardest thing ever! Alcohol is available everywhere, just like cigarettes. You walk to a grocery store and you see stockpiles of liqueur in the middle of
Category: Cognitive Behavioral Therapy (CBT)
Magnificent Aspiring Remarkable Kind Tenacious Amicable Yearn Luminous Optimist Retrospective My name is Mark-Taylor and I am a recovering addict. I am facing my biggest demons in life head on. Addiction is fierce, but my zest for life will never falter. Ps while I was away I got a tattoo Semi colon represents that my
Wow! 6 days of being without substance and I couldn’t be happier about that! Granted there are periods of my life during the day where I think “oh man, I could really have a drink right now!” Then I remember my why and glance at my wrist and say the Lords Prayer and I instantly
Wow… What did I wake up to today??? It was so dreary outside! Winter must be here… Nope! Just Fall. Right now more than ever I need to be sitting in front of my happy light. This needs to be part of my routine STAT. I can’t expect improvements until I finish what I started.
Good Goblin Evening to you! What a reMarkable weekend it’s been for sure! I think I’ve felt every emotion this weekend and I didn’t lose my crap either.. Well made Mark! 🙂 Let’s break it down: Friday: Worked out extensively after work, felt depression lurking. Not sure why. Lack of clouds? Not at all, it
I cannot express to you how different I feel this year compared to last. As I look back in the past year, I see and find so many vast differences in my mood, my outlook, my body, and most importantly my dedication to lead a happy life. Previously I held a blog stigmaunraveled.com, and
In February, shortly after Valentines Day’s this year, my life changed. The breakup I knew was coming. It was still winter in Seattle and I really just wanted to curl up into a ball and sleep into eternity because my depression was so thick I couldn’t see more than 2 inches in front of me.
I’m not giving up on me, neither can you!
Depression is rotten. It is a rotten disorder that often haunts me with food indulgences and lack of responsibility in portion control and accurately tracking my points on Weight Watchers. I wonder why I do things the way I do sometimes however for binge eating I am rather curious how my thoughts form that give
Making it work. I’m worth it!