So when do people who play DND realize they’re actually playing extensions of themselves?
I guess it depends on if they’re emotionally able to or not. I didn’t realize for a bit, until, I definitely realized.
Tag: depression
Why We Make Wishes at Night
I don’t wish on stars every time I see one. And I don’t wish in the morning, unless it’s 11:11am. Even then, I struggle to wish for… Read more “Why We Make Wishes at Night”
Is anyone actually any good at this?
No, I guess- but I don’t think that’s the point. I think that for a very long time, I’ve been taught to distrust my gut. You might… Read more “Is anyone actually any good at this?”
Resourceful Therapy, Attempt 1 (explicit content, but funny!)
Before I was able to afford therapy (I barely am now), and before I even knew a quarter of what I know about mental health now, I desperately craved a place to explore my feelings. Whatever that would end up looking like.
Being a young, impressionable, lost, Latin-mass Catholic going theatre nerd, I had two options.
Here was the first.
How I’m Going to Talk About Trauma
The major conflict here is that obviously someone, or more than one, or some situation, caused my trauma, and they probably don’t want to be in a… Read more “How I’m Going to Talk About Trauma”
Audrey Miranda-Russelman 