Laura Tran
Bio
Just a gal sharing her stories of living her life with autoimmune disease, realist positivity, PTSD, artist, and other things with a crumb of cynicism & a sprinkle of sarcasm.
Stories (28/0)
A Life With AutoImmune Disease
17 years ago I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis and Fibromyalgia. It's been a road of ups and downs, good days and bad days. In the last few months, the bad days have gotten worse and new symptoms have come. It feels as if I'm deteriorating in some ways. A couple of months ago, I had a real to real talk with my doctor. And we are starting the testing process again. Is it my RA and Fibro worsing or is it something else? For those that struggle with autoimmune diseases, you know this journey, and you can relate. Today, I share a look into a few of those bad days, recent bad days, and the feelings that come along with them.
By Laura Tranabout a year ago in Longevity
How to Be Happy, Truthfully
I think there are a lot of misconceptions about happiness out there. And well I’m going to go ahead here and use this space to share some of my thoughts and opinions…and it’s driven by experience and intuition and I mean it in good faith and in sharing true advice.
By Laura Tran2 years ago in Motivation
10 Powerful Life Lessons
I used to think that roadblocks, delays or procrastination were forms of failure. I thought that they were things holding us back from success. Today I sit and I ponder the idea that maybe all of those things get in our way to help us be more prepared for when the opportunity strikes.
By Laura Tran2 years ago in Motivation
- Top Story - January 2022
Mingled: Chapter Four
The drive to the reservation was about an hour long. We didn't talk much. Kept the music turned up. I was kind of excited to visit, even under the circumstances. I hadn't been to the reservation in a few months. It was always sort of an escape for me to go there, just to get away from the hustle and the bustle of the city. The reservation was in the center of a thick forest, almost in a hidden fashion. Most of the residents lived in cabins they had built themselves. It was so beautiful in the fall when all the leaves turned. It was my favorite time to visit. We would eat there. A feast would be prepared for our arrival. It was almost surreal, like walking into an old-time village. When we pulled up, Michael's parents, Sue and Richard, were waiting for us. I jumped out of the car and ran up to them, hugging them.
By Laura Tran2 years ago in Fiction
Mingled: Chapter Three
The sun rays danced throughout the room like fairies in a garden. I slowly opened my eyes and stretched my arms out. "Oh my God!" In my morning daze, I had forgotten about the night before. It all flooded back to me in an instant - dinner, the attack, the bullet, the shower - Luke!
By Laura Tran2 years ago in Fiction
Mingled: Chapter One
I moved through the crowd smoothly, dodging scantily dressed partiers as if I was running the ball to the line. I was on the hunt tonight, heeding a thirst I hadn't had in a very long time. I was fighting my way up through the layers of drunks dancing to find a spot near the front of the stage. 'Damage' was playing tonight, an underground punk band I had heard was making its way mainstream. The frontman was tall and tan, with dark disheveled hair and piercing blue eyes. He was screaming some nonsense lyrics about rebelling against the world into the microphone. Our eyes locked...I had found my mark...
By Laura Tran2 years ago in Fiction
His Body
The body floated right in front of her. How could they not see it? His brown, wavy hair glided over the gentle waves of the lake. His eyes held a cold, distant stare on her. His body was just below the surface. Or was it? Was this his ghost haunting her? Or her vivid imagination creating his shadowy image at her feet? Her mind was racing as she waded through the foggy waters beside the detectives. Was she feeling guilty or just anxious that her darkest secret might be discovered?
By Laura Tran2 years ago in Fiction
Waiting for the Courage to Tell My Story
I have struggled with depression for as long as I remember since I was a child. I've been in and out of counseling. Seen several psychologists starting in my childhood. And I didn't truly get the help I needed until I became an adult - more recently in my late 30's. Maybe that was my fault for not being able to open up to get the help I needed or maybe I wasn't able to be understood the way I needed to be to get the diagnosis and treatment I needed when I was younger. Maybe it all rolls up to how through all those years mental health just wasn't really a thing that was identified and talked about as much as we're starting to push for it today. That part will be left unknown. And honestly, it doesn't really matter because the past is the past. What matters is that I'm here now, I survived it all and I'm in recovery. And I have a story of recovery and strength to share. And it is a story that I want to use to help others.
By Laura Tran2 years ago in Psyche
A List of 10 Things To Do When Your Depression Is Triggered
Once you’re diagnosed with depression, it isn’t something that will be cured and magically go away, ever. It’s something that most of us will struggle with managing for the rest of our lives. Something we’ve been challenged with carrying around even before we were diagnosed. After being diagnosed we were given power though. For some of us, that diagnosis is the freaking miracle we needed. The final answer to why the freak do we feel, act and think the way we do. However, it doesn’t fix it all. Being given a diagnosis doesn’t mean poof depression be gone like some folks think that’s how it works. It’s still there. We just now have an idea of what we’re dealing with and now we have the power to learn how to manage it.
By Laura Tran2 years ago in Psyche
