by DawnMcGrath | Jan 14, 2020 | Trapped in an Air Pocket
Sometimes the wave takes me by surprise. Maybe I had my back to the water while watching my family playing on the sand. In the next moment, I’m knocked down, my source of oxygen removed. My mind and body tumble like rocks in the tumultuous surf. Fight or flight...
by DawnMcGrath | Apr 25, 2019 | Trapped in an Air Pocket
To My Anxiety and Depression, I acknowledge you and all of your dreadful wares. From physical exhaustion to mental fatigue, you make me feel weak and powerless. Thanks to you, I question my every decision. The resulting guilt ravages my brain until I feel like I have...
