Tales of an Anxious Soul

To whoever stumbles upon this: Let me first start off by saying, I am NOT in conversion therapy, I cant believe people still think I am.  I am in addiction recovery. Homosexuality is NOT an addiction despite what some may think. I am learning how to love life and live life without drugs or alcohol.  Before coming into treatment I was a resentful person (still working on it but getting better). Resentful towards family, towards friends, towards religion as a whole. I took things so personally when it came to any form of mistreatment of people who are marginalized and pushed to the side. Everything was about me. I automatically started hating people based off of one ignorant opinion or comment. Instead of seeing it as a teaching opportunity I automatically turned to hate. I didn't have a healthy way to process the feelings of betrayal, anger, disappointment, and lack of self love I had bottled up and developed over the years.Growing up. I had set up little mental blocks t...

Dear Everybody, I realize that in my last post, I did not give the necessary credit to my parents. This process has been very emotional, and a big learning experience for my whole family and I. My parents I have learned are my biggest cheerleaders. I should have known that before, but due to my own stubborn way of thinking and over analyzing I thought they wouldn't like the idea of me being so open about these struggles. I couldn't have been further from the truth. I had an amazing conversation with each of them separately yesterday and was able to explain why I had those uncertain thoughts before. I seriously could not have asked for better parents. Sure this is a lot for them to wrap their minds around. They have their own emotions they have to go through and figure out as do I with my emotions. They as parents naturally think of ways they could have prevented various things from happening and ways they could have protected me from people at school, my negative thoughts,...