Lynn talks with Jenny Lisk on The Widowed Parent Podcast
Listen to me discuss my book with Jenny Lisk on The Widowed Parent Podcast!
Category: Mental Health
To Care (what people think) or Not To Care? That is the Question.
I won’t kid myself thinking I can actually ever not care what people think. I am, after all, Lynn Haraldson: Worrier Extraordinaire.
Self-Kindness (the “da doo ron-ron-ron, da doo ron-ron” version)
"Don’t forget to do nice things for yourself. There’s beauty in giving, and nothing says we can’t also be the receiver."
Don’t Let Pride Get in the Way
What does it mean to “Don’t stop until you’re proud”? That seems like a lot of pressure to put on ourselves.
Reminder: Hurt people hurt people
No one can drag you back into their pain or regret without your permission.
Grieving Our Bodies
I came to understand that my desire for my body to be something different was a form of grief.
OCD Lite
Watching a hockey game last Friday night from my comfy chair in the living room, I suddenly felt closed in, like there were too many things occupying too small a space. I wasn’t sure why at first; the living room is the same as it’s always been. But that was the feeling: There were too … Continue reading OCD Lite
Bridges
I was today years old when I learned my fear of driving over bridges has a name: gephyrophobia. * Because I live near the “City of Bridges,” gephyrophobia can be a problem since it’s hard to avoid one or more of the 446 bridges in Pittsburgh. (Although, technically, 445 because the Fern Hollow bridge collapsed … Continue reading Bridges
Grief Talk: Self-Kindness
How many times in a day, a week, a month do you say to yourself, "I should have/why didn't I..." and proceed to berate yourself for not doing the thing you think you should have done? My answer is: too many. Living with a loss, in all its forms – death, divorce, employment, friendship, money, … Continue reading Grief Talk: Self-Kindness
A Laundry List of Moments
There’s no way can I recall every bathroom or kitchen sink I’ve brushed my teeth, but I remember the feel of my father holding my chin with one hand while teaching me how to brush my teeth with his other.
Lynn Haraldson, Author and Writing Mentor 