This morning, I woke up not feeling like being sober. It’s not like I had the sudden urge to go drink, but I had these detrimental thoughts that went something along the lines of “Eh..what’s the point?”, “All of these seems like tedious and boring work” and even “Why do I want to share anything … Continue reading Self-Doubt – a.k.a. Hilda
I am really struggling today. Hilda is here. She is running amok. I can’t seem to settle the negative energy in my mind, but I’m sick of all of this. I feel chained to everything and nothing seems to work in trying to break out of the situation I’m in. I have no desire to … Continue reading Hilda is on Overdrive Today.
This morning, I had a full scale attack from Hilda. As many of you already know, from reading my blog, Hilda is my arch nemesis and she is that little voice that lives inside my head that attacks me with weapons of negativity on a regular basis. This morning, she had ran a chaotic rage … Continue reading A Little Less Hilda and a Little More Stephanie.
My current mood: Hilda can fuck the hell off. I’ve got nothing else right now. Just trying to stay sober. Day 4.
Last night, Hilda came in like a storm and was on full scale attack. She was seeking, retribution, I’m sure for the effort I put in over the past few months to change myself for the better. Last night, she was seeking out a strong stand to take over my mind and being fully. Ultimately, … Continue reading Hilda’s Full Scale Attack.