Sarahtonin Story

It's been forever since I've written anything. I was about to get into bed tonight when I realized I couldn't. I needed to sit, gather my thoughts and put them down on (digital) paper. It's the therapy I so desperately need, but can never justify the time for.  As most of you probably know, I have major depressive disorder, generalized anxiety, and panic disorder. Basically lots of fancy names to...

I'm seriously terrible about writing as frequently as I want to, but the last month has been bananas. I've been swamped (in a good way) with Etsy orders and we adopted our second pup; sweet, but crazy, Maisie. I've been feeling the need to write though, because while things are seemingly so good I'm struggling.I know a large part of my struggle is the weather change. I feel the seasonal...

First of all, it's been way too long since I've written. I've been fully immersed in the business and haven't been taking time for myself to breathe and reflect. I will try to be better for myself in the future. I'm the first to admit I have a hard time prioritizing properly. My mental and physical health is usually last on my list, but I'm really trying to see the...

If you'd asked me a couple months ago if I'd miss going to therapy I would have laughed in your face. A couple months ago, I was begging and pleading and making up every excuse in the book to avoid therapy. I hated it. Days before a session I'd give myself anxiety attacks thinking about having to endure it.  It was miserable, uncomfortable, and exhausting, but now I'd give up...

This week I've been surviving, and I'm okay with that. I've gotten out of bed everyday with my husband. Okay, maybe one day I slacked and needed to cocoon myself under the covers a little longer. I've been on a kick of waking up at 3am wide awake, my mind racing with all the things I want to be doing rather than sleeping. None of which are things I should be...

Your throat closes up and your chest tightens as you gulp and pant for oxygen. Your body gets hot and sweaty, but you shiver like you are ice cold. Your vision is like looking through an unfocused camera lens;  fuzzy and narrow. Your legs turn to jello and feel as though they will let you down at any second.  Your stomach flips and flops and threatens with waves of nausea. Everything you...