Tag Archives: anxiety

My Tiny Harbinger of Hope

Posted on June 10, 2025 by mitchteemley

Photo by Vanburn Gonsalves My Real Memoir So this was who I really was. Neuroscientists say the prefrontal cortex, that “third eye” behind our frown lines, finishes developing in our mid-twenties. The results can be disastrous. Some people completely lose their … Continue reading →

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Moving On With My Broken Life

Posted on June 3, 2025 by mitchteemley

Back Bay, Newport Beach, California My Real Memoir Ten-year-old me had loved gliding down the street while standing on his bicycle seat. And twenty-year-old me had relished climbing over guard rails and sitting on the edges of tall buildings. I’d … Continue reading →

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Finding Peace Amid the Storm

Posted on May 27, 2025 by mitchteemley

My Real Memoir I’d awakened, badly hungover, at three in the morning, and begun thinking, “What if I go insane?” In the past, the notion would have been fleeting. But not this time. The more I thought about it, the more … Continue reading →

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The Storm That Had No End

Posted on May 20, 2025 by mitchteemley

Trigger warning: This post deals with anxiety. Title notwithstanding, the storm did eventually pass. My Real Memoir Rehearsals began immediately after my previous show. I’d loved playing a Scottish painter bantering with his feisty ex-lover. I was not looking forward … Continue reading →

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The Storm I Couldn’t See Coming

Posted on May 13, 2025 by mitchteemley

Image by PortSundries My Real Memoir There’d been signs early on, but I was too young to know what they meant. In primary school I’d heard the phrase, “Step on a crack and break your mother’s back,” and started avoiding cracks. … Continue reading →

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Life Beyond the Tunnel

Posted on October 24, 2024 by mitchteemley

My Age of Anxiety A true story It would be nice if my age of anxiety had ended with my breakthrough in the desert. It hadn’t. But something had changed; I’d moved from trying to control my thoughts to learning … Continue reading →

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Piercing the Darkness

Posted on October 17, 2024 by mitchteemley

My Age of Anxiety A true story Months before I entered the tunnel of despair, I’d sat on the roof next to my second storey apartment window reading a collection of Jesus’ teachings. His words had burned a hole in … Continue reading →

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Where You Live Matters

Posted on October 16, 2024 by mitchteemley
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My Journey Into Darkness

Posted on October 10, 2024 by mitchteemley

My Age of Anxiety A true story It began with the childhood obsession, “Don’t step on a crack.” Sixteen years later, I fell into that crack. I’d awakened, badly hungover, at three in the morning, and begun thinking, “What if … Continue reading →

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Don’t Step On a Crack!

Posted on October 3, 2024 by mitchteemley

My Age of Anxiety A true story There were signs early on, but I was too young to know what they meant. In primary school I heard the phrase, “Step on a crack and break your mother’s back,” and started … Continue reading →

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