Lisa Aragon
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Recovery in Confinement
Recovery In Confinement "Will she manage another night " She woke up to bright light after not realizing she went to sleep with IV in one arm and marks on upper arms from being restrained. Looking down, she tried to recall what all had happened, and it all came back like a flash. She remembered her husband by her side before he was escorted out; due to policy, she was alone staring at a closed door with a window of wires and glass. She got up in pain and went to the door to be told she couldnt use the restroom because of the policy, so she had to use a fake toilet as a child would use when they are potty trained except an adult one. Looking to the corner, she spots the camera and recalls a nurse telling her that they would be watching her the night before being admitted in there. She had no idea on time, just knew she was afraid of what was to come reminded her of being in jail only difference has there was a hospital bed instead of a hard bunk bed, and she wasn't pregnant this time.
By Lisa Aragon2 years ago in Fiction
Narcissism Vs Narcissist
I had never known the true meaning of what it meant to be narcissistic till I lived through being with one and then went through therapy. I have learned by portraying selfish behavior that there is a difference between the two. The term narcissist can be thrown around so much. I find it used out of context as much as the word love, and when I say that, I don't mean just by slander but by it being put in terms of a person who doesn't even know themselves what it is.
By Lisa Aragon2 years ago in Humans
My reflection on my hardships that made me discover my True Self
Maybe there was no answer; the questions had never been asked, so there couldnt possibly be an answer that was known to be correct. Would it be crazy to think I was first to ask such questions? At least id be first at something regardless of whether it is correct or not? How can I ask myself if I'm happy if I don't even understand real happiness without being in a delusional reality? I sit in the office with a wise woman licensed and probably seen alot worse than myself or even too many such as myself as she writes in her book in silence; as I talk, I wonder what she's writing and if my questions even matter.
By Lisa Aragon2 years ago in Psyche
The addiction that made me value sobriety
It was just a typical night, not much on my mind but getting out away from my lonely life. I was always out and about with people in the same ship as myself sailing away from reality. I may not have all the story right; it's been quite some time, but one thing I will never forget is the look in his eyes when he told me to give it a try. I smiled and chuckled " you got jokes this isnt my first rodeo but thanks" As I inhaled and then exhaled, saying, "thanks," passing the one thing that was deteriorating my life already 1 year in the process, that was only the beginning of the next 3 years.
By Lisa Aragon2 years ago in Fiction
What are you really doing
When you wake up in the morning, the same old routine consists of the job you used to enjoy is now redundant, and you just hate the agony of the day-to-day, it eventually becomes adaptable until the end of the day, and we just deal with it for the paycheck. When we get a new job, car, or move, it is always quite the exciting new adventure is that gets our adrenaline and serotine producing. I have battled mental health issues all my life, and I have had my hardships and been at rock bottom more than a few times. The thing is with me is I always need change, or I feel something is missing; if things are not changing or evolving, I begin to get stuck in a depressive cycle. I'm the first one out of my family to make it to college, and there were some days that I almost didn't make it to that point. I'm a survivor from a toxic environment I once associated myself with, and it came to the end of why and once I figured how I ended up in that trap, it was time to end the cycle of all that nonsense I was used to. What I could do to break the barrier was a first for my family. I began figuring what I needed to do instead of just doing the bare minimum, but to truly make a difference and contribute. Change in this world starts with you but then what follows is what impacts.
By Lisa Aragon2 years ago in Humans
Conquered For Me
It was another day the wind was blowing, and the streets were full of debris and some trash laying around here and there with cigarette butts in the dead grass around the very few trees around. The traffic is always heavy on this street, just as bad as the riff-raff, not the best part of town on Colfax, but it's where I had to be at the time for my journey to begin in the right direction. I walked in, and the string that looked worn was thin rope almost as hemp rang the bells tied to it when the door shut. I sat down and observed for a minute till I focused on my phone to take my mind off being nervous. The lady at the front desk with the small window in front of it announced, "May I help you?' I stood up and said, "I am here for Erica. I was supposed to have my first session at 10 am". I glanced at the clock, and it was about 10 minutes till "ok, I will let her know. What is your name, please?" she asked before she disappeared behind the corner. "Lisa, "I had spoken loudly for her to hear me behind the walls, for I could hear her walking in the hallway on the other side. I felt as if the building may have been around before I was born, which was in the ninety's. A young lady with long black curly hair and glasses came out the door and said my name. I smiled and didn't make direct eye contact. I looked more towards the door I was about to walk through. As we approached her office that was literally 4 steps away, I began to smell Zen; it was very calming; the lights were dim; she had a bookshelf and a few pictures of art on the wall of painted flowers. I did not observe any pictures of the family though her office was spotless and organized. "Please take a seat" She pointed to the chair. Which was close to the wall on the right, instead of the ones directly in front of her desk. The chair I sat in was more comfortable and durable than the ones in the lobby. It was made of leather and felt brand new almost. "So let me introduce myself," she stated, Beginning to tell me how long she has been a therapist and how long specifically she has been with Aurora mental health and went over the confidentially. As I began to speak, I could feel my face getting red, and then I began to talk faster, and before you know it, a whole hour had gone by. She had not said anything besides maybe one sentence, and I can't even remember what it was. Still, at the end of it all, I recall that she was very calm and did not give me any awkward looks or make me feel uneasy. Erica politely let me know the time is up and let me know that usually, the first sessions go really fast, for this is typically a lot depending on the situations the person has been through. Erica had not done much but listened and looked at me the whole time with the emotion of understanding. Honestly, I felt relief. I felt as if my mind was a soda pop that had been shaken over and over again, and finally, I was able to take off the cap. I never realized how much I had been holding in till that day. I began seeing Erica once a week, I began to notice the traits she had as well. She would always have 1 pen next to her mouse and not a pen holder with several, and she would also always have a book open on her back desk when I came in. Then after about two months, it had gone down to every two weeks, and I began to notice there were becoming fewer and fewer books on her shelf after four months, and that was because she was transferring to Denver County. Before she had left, she introduced me to this book called Daring Greatly by Brene Brown, and I did enjoy it. Erica was very humble, sincere, and wise for her age. Very inspiring, for she was not much older than me, maybe about 6 years at the most. She was someone I confided in, and she made me notice the reasoning behind my flaws and how to cope the healthy way. The most significant discovery I made about myself was through my controlling compulsiveness. I was very selfless to the extent to where I was putting others before myself. Being a great mother, but when it came to working and friends and my relationships, it made me vulnerable to depression. Erica had taught me how to balance my anxiety and take a step back and acknowledge before I take another step forward. She really made me realize what I am passionate about, and that is appropriately applying my selflessness in a different direction.
By Lisa Aragon2 years ago in Confessions
Marriage is
The early morning alarm goes off after already snoozing it for the fourth time, realizing not getting up when I was supposed to be. It was going to set me back, and the anxiety already began before I forced myself out of bed. I throw the covers off and slug out of bed, and the stress gets me going as I'm rushing to choose an outfit and get ready. My husband is still asleep, barely waking up, beginning to question as he asks me if I can come to lay back down.
By Lisa Aragon3 years ago in Humans
Uncertainty that could of trapped me
Early morning 2017, ice frozen over on my windshield and my hands cold to the touch. I'm scraping off my windshield, dreading the day going forward, knowing that if I get food and an energy drink, it would make 20% of the day better and go by faster but not by much. My life consisted of a job that was 30- 60 minutes away depending on the day where it was hit or miss if I was going to get yelled out, insulted, or end up doing everyone else job and mine for the same pay. My field choice was the casinos, and I always went back to it; that was the 3rd casino I worked out with the year breaks in between the others, but I always ended back up at the mountain working.
By Lisa Aragon3 years ago in Motivation
Optimism
2020 had shown me that our way of living could be controlled if not eliminated; within a matter of days, a virus that swept the nation began to unravel our day-to-day lives. I began working from home in February of 2020, and at the time, I was living with my parents in a small three-bedroom home with my fiancé and three-year-old son. Working from home did not take long before I was drowning insanity and seemed as if I was pulling my parents down with me. April, my fiancé and I took the jump to move out on our own just sooner than later; we looked at over ten places, and all of them took too long to get back, or we did not qualify a then on April 1st, I called on the last apartment an said we have the money for the deposit I don't want to see it in person the virtual viewing is fine. We got approved by April 2nd and then moved in by the 4th. It was our first home, and it was a breath of fresh air being able to have a place for our own little family. In the midst of the pandemic and craziness, we did it. The pandemic had given us that push we needed, and then it hit me that why is it that it has to take something extreme to make us really make such drastic changes. Really make us thinking our way of life and living, and it is because of our urge to change our situation, which in reality, at the end of the day, brings us optimism during the darkest days.
By Lisa Aragon3 years ago in Motivation
Reflecting to start a new
I have spent all my life trying to live up to the expectations of society and have been my worst critic especially when I fail. I am the creature of habit to fall back to my old ways of depression and feeling sorry for myself when everything seems to be crumbling down. I looked myself in the mirror and hated the person staring back at me letting it interfere with every aspect of my life. I became a robotic form of working at a job I had no passion for and fake smiles, I felt as if I was losing my purpose with every fail, the negative voices reminded me I was nothing special. The only thing that did not die was my creativity for art and design which I believe is what kept my dream alive buried underneath all the defeat. November of 2020 I had hit my breaking point with almost one last breath to leave everything behind all the unfinished projects, unaccomplished dreams would be diminished, but everything also included my family. First time in my life I was actually glad to say I was not successful at wanting to do something that would have been in the favor of my own demons.
By Lisa Aragon3 years ago in Psyche