4 Weeks ago I started working my part-time seasonal Customer Service Professional position at H&R Block. There are times that I compare myself to Cinderella. The girl who left her glass shoe behind her at the ball and wondering if she would see her prince again. That might sound cliché, yet in my life, it seems true.

A few weeks before I began working I celebrated a milestone (according to LinkedIn). I had been a blogger on WordPress for many years. I have to say that is something that I cherish. The thought of being able to tell my story…


Focus on this one word: Trying.

If you ask me what I did last year this time I can remember one thing trying to find a job. I had flown into Seattle the week before Thanksgiving and was trying to find my way around Everett. My best friend drove to pick me up after I had flown in from Dubai. It was a long flight and I still could feel the excitement of seeing her after over 4 years of being apart. I can’t remember a lot of the details, yet I can remember the faint taste of Ivar’s Clam…


The new month came and I wasn’t quite sure what to do with it. I ended October eating chocolate and fending off anxiety from my job search. I went to my therapist appointment hoping that my heart could find something to ease my nerves. The depression and anxiety were pushing me to points that made me forget how far I had come. After publishing Wounds are Wounds my heart felt at peace. I needed to tell my story and reach out to people. I didn’t want to sit twiddling my thumbs and wondering if I was doing anything good. My…


As I began writing Wounds are wounds my heart began soaring as I finally began writing about my life after my divorce. Let me start by saying that living with anxiety and depression is very difficult. These pieces I write helps me deal with the rapid heartbeats and negative thoughts that play inside my mind. Every time I hit publish I feel like I am pushing back at the symptoms and telling myself that it won’t get a piece of me. Then there are the times when the depression claws and scratches in my mind. …


The ideas for this post have rolled around in my head for a few days. Between all the posts on social media about sexual harassment and abuse, my heart was torn thinking about my own scars.

In the past couple of months, I have felt and sensed my own personal milestones come by. When I left my son’s father, my son’s birthday, and now the last time I saw my son. I know that the emotional scars haven’t quite healed because I can still feel the pains of anxiety and depression. While I was abroad I didn’t really get a…


I haven’t disappeared from the web. I have been mostly taking some time to read books and watch videos. I have had some thoughts running through my mind about what I should write about. Things like how eating and learning to cook have changed things inside of me. There are times that I wonder if I am good enough. That usually comes up when I am filling out applications for jobs. I have also thought about writing reviews on books that I have been reading.

I remember my mom telling me that I should do things that I enjoy. Her…


“person holding black laptop computer” by Thibault Penin on Unsplash

Watching shows has been one of my favorite way of dealing with my social anxiety. It started with watching Greenleaf on Netflix. It took a few weeks to get through the first two seasons. Some of the stories about the Pastor’s daughter who came home to face her family secrets was something I could relate to. By the time I finished the second season my heart was pounding with this will to face my inner demons of anxiety and wanting to prove to myself that my past was not going to keep me from an amazing future.

My curiosity got…


Tuesday thoughts. Would anyone understand? Part 1

I remember sitting in Holeta watching the news as they spoke of Harvey Weinstein. I couldn’t wrap it around my mind as the stories began pouring out. In midst of everything, my mind began to question everything that had brought me to those moments.

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I would ask my mom about those years I couldn’t remember. After my divorce, things began changing in my mind. The stress and anxiety were pushing me to do better. Not for myself, but for my son. He was young, yet I could tell he saw and felt what…


“cloudy sky at daytime” by Billy Huynh on Unsplash

My head is still spinning from the excitement that my piece being published on the Black Girls Create website. I have been trying to apply for jobs left and right. Many didn’t make it to an interview. My heart would drop when I realized things were just not working out. So, as usual, I started doing things to distract myself from the pressure. Listening to music, washing dishes, doing laundry, watching shows on Netflix, and of courses reading and writing. Since arriving in Eastern Washington I joined a crochet group so I could learn a new hobby. …

Mahlet Sebhat

A creative writer and blogger. She created mahaleta98.wordpress.com as a SAHM and currently writing about getting back on her feet on refresh28.wordpress.com.

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