Random Thoughts – Page 2 – Eleanor Skelton

So I’m turning 28. | Donating my birthday to TWLOHA

Here’s a little secret most people don’t know about me. I can’t even count the number of times I almost died. This is not an exaggeration. People ask me, how could you want to just end everything? You have your whole life ahead of you, you’re good at writing, and you’re so happy all theContinueContinue reading “So I’m turning 28. | Donating my birthday to TWLOHA”

Being genuine on the Internet without oversharing

I am learning more about being myself on the internet. This is a something that I want to bring into balance, just like other aspects of my life as I’m healing. I don’t ever want to stop creating, thinking, and feeling, but as a Real Adult™ now in a professional job, I have to thinkContinueContinue reading “Being genuine on the Internet without oversharing”

Coffee with ghosts: Learning how to stop listening to negative voices in my past

I asked myself why I stopped writing last year and the answers were revealing. Some days, there are just too many ghosts. It’s difficult to imagine typing out what you’re really thinking when the other half of your brain is imagining another person reading what you write and mocking you for being sentimental. Don’t listenContinueContinue reading “Coffee with ghosts: Learning how to stop listening to negative voices in my past”

Being really honest about my daily life with anxiety

Content note: self-harm I realized something the other day. My anxiety has always been really bad. It used to make me throw up when I was a kid. Or get really dizzy. I often couldn’t put it into words. But it’s only just now that I could start expressing it in a way that myContinueContinue reading “Being really honest about my daily life with anxiety”

I’m not the little matchstick girl anymore

Christmas is hard when you don’t feel loved by the people who should love and accept you. Many of us ex-cult and isolated homeschool escapees feel this. We were taught to be focused on our family and only our family and when we figure out our family is broken, sometimes really broken, well. Some ofContinueContinue reading “I’m not the little matchstick girl anymore”