Tag Archives: anxiety
A Narcissistic Story: How I Learned to Love Myself
Note from Le Clown: I’m honoured to have The Narcissist with us today on Black Box Warnings, and you should all know that she is celebrating her 40th birthday today. … Continue reading
MY OWN WORST ENEMY
Anxiety can save you or it can kill you. For me, it led to Obsessive Compulsive thinking and Depression. When Eric asked me to be a guest blogger my mind … Continue reading
Angst – I. Am. Crazy.
Note from Le Clown: This post uses fiction to deal with the author’s struggles. It may seem to some like self-promotion, but I had the chance of exchanging emails with … Continue reading
Is My Son Defective?
The allopathic medical model looks for disease or dysfunction of the body and mind. Because of this, when my son, Little Man, was two years old, he was labelled as a defective … Continue reading
Nobody Told Me
Nobody told me what addiction could look like. I had watched Public Service Announcements showing people with greasy hair, missing teeth, and sallow skin. I saw needle marks in arms, … Continue reading
Overcoming Undermining
Few people escape childhood unscathed. It’s easy to prosper because of the good our parents did; the trick is to prosper in spite of the not-so-good they may have done. … Continue reading
Little Blue Pill
Every day I have to take this. This little blue pill. No, it’s not THAT blue pill, it’s this one. See the picture? That’s what I take every day. There … Continue reading
A Meeting of the Minds
“The mind-body issue: people are so proud to go to the gym; so ashamed to go to a therapist.“ – Alain De Botton My husband, Zach, and I were 6 … Continue reading
Should I have that cake then, or…
When Le Clown asked me to participate, my first question was: what terrible secret would I have to divulge? He played it down, but I knew better. So, kids, here … Continue reading
Mom I Didn’t Mean To Do It
Note from Le Clown: This blog post is written by a friend of mine, Elaine Billings. Elaine is not a blogger, but a mother who lost her son through a tragic … Continue reading
When a Cold Day Dawns
“Is he okay?” I asked my husband. “For the tenth time, yes!” he yelled from the living room. I paced around my son’s crib, dizzying dread pressing down onto my back … Continue reading
A child’s fear
I was beating on the bathroom door, screaming for my mother, who was taking a shower. I thought she was leaving me, climbing out the tiny window and running away. … Continue reading
Some Days
“Some days I wish I knew what it felt like to be you,” my husband says. He says it with a smile because I’ve gone and done an “Ericka” thing … Continue reading
To Pill or Not To Pill?
First, thank you Le Clown, for having me here on your site today! ———————————————————- Over the last three months, I’ve been in therapy to deal with the aftermath of a … Continue reading
