Talking to the void

therapeutic ramblings of a healing soul

  • Sore loser

    I don’t often play games with my family. Unfortunately, I am a sore loser. I despise the feeling of losing. My body tenses as I suffer the frustration caused by the ill fate of the cards (or the dice roll, depending on what game is before me). I grow sour and quiet. I snap at…

  • F@#k Off, Julie!

    Why, when I find a free moment and sit down and write, do I stare at the screen blankly with no thought or idea of what to say? I know this happens to many people, but I find it maddening! Throughout my day, many nuggets of inspiration enter my brain, but can I think of…

  • The inner critic

    I love the idea of keeping a journal. I love the idea of writing for therapy. I love the idea of free thinking/writing and losing yourself to the page. Unfortunately, I have a terribly, horribly, wickedly mean inner critic. I should give her a name… maybe by giving her a more distinctive identity I can…