The Amused Life Playlists: Mentality

05/03/21

This week's Musical Monday is dedicated to something I think is beneficial for everyone at least once in their lives. Therapy. I am actively trying to figure out what my brain needs right now as either the after effects of covid or the year of self-isolating or the years of self-sabotaging are just wearing me down to where the happy pills aren't as effective as they once were. So back to the drawing board...sometimes you have to keep working at the work in progress you are. Here's a curated sampling of music that is meaningful to those needing to seek that support. Enjoy! 

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Abandonment, Fear and Thanks

I woke up today very early. My significant other and I have a young puppy so that's part of the life at this time. Disturbed sleep. I woke up and just thought well, it's Thanksgiving, let's just be thankful today. I was in a good frame of mind. I had made the decision to just be present today as much as possible. But...in the wee small hours of the morning my always present depression and anxiety had other plans. I went to message a friend of mine. I connect a lot on Facebook so I went into messenger to just let her know I was thinking about her and I couldn't find her. At first I didn't worry, I figured that she and I were both struggling with the election stress and maybe she just went dark for a bit. I get that. I understand taking the mental health break if need be. Alas, she didn't just go dark. Upon investigation I came to understand that I had a friend in real life that I care about deeply. I would try hard to check on her and send Erik over with various

There Comes a Time

Originally posted on a previous blog May 1, 2020. What's in a number? For example...let's take 365. It's the number of days in a standard calendar year. It's apparently the name of a song from Katy Perry. It's also the amount of pounds that are currently loaded upon my 5 foot 6 inch frame. Not a frame on my wall. On my body. Now don't get me started on feeling bad about it. I don't actually feel bad about the number, I do currently feel bad because as I've aged being a plus sized woman since age 16 means that eventually a larger number does start to take it's toll on your body. For the MOST PART, I'm very healthy. I have great numbers cholesterol wise, I am not diabetic and it's taken me this long to show any signs of hypertension which both my mother and father had. I mean, I'm blessed to be this size and this healthy. However, I am fighting the advancement of my blood pressure. I am dealing with (for the first time in my life), a wideni

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