Do you know what it’s like to be told your anxiety is a demon? I do. No, for real. The demon of fear was inside of me. And apparently this demon could be prayed out. Exorcised. In some strange way I believed it. Maybe it was because I wanted the anxiety gone. I didn’t want to go the long route. Just cast the dang thing out of me. It will be easier than years of therapy. So there I... Read more
I used to tell my husband he needed to lead me. Let me say it a little differently. I used to try to lead my husband to lead me. You see, I’m the “leader” type. Kind of just born that way. So, in our marriage, I would try to shut my mouth and follow. Be the gentle, quiet spirit woman I was supposed to be. So many other ladies in the church were so great at this. Not me. Hard... Read more
Dear Little Karen, You are gonna be ok. God loves you. You’ve seen something no 9 year old should see. You’ve watched a poorly made movie that was meant to scare the “hell” out of you. I’m sorry you saw it. I’m really sorry no one took a minute to comfort you after your sweet little eyes saw something they could never unsee. A woman getting her head chopped off because she didn’t... Read more
I was told to stay in the ranks. Do not seek help outside of this church. Anything you need? You can find right here. You see, I was all set to see a counselor for my anxiety that my doctor had recommended. My appointment was the next day. It had been set up for awhile because this particular therapist was hard to get into. He was a sweet, older gentleman who actually had... Read more
A new adventure. Writing on a new site. Hoping to bring along my old friends. And make some new ones. Karen Ruth Shock. Added my middle name because Kev says it sounds cooler. Kev is my husband of 28.5 years. He’s real cute. More on that later. I’m a momma of four grown children. They are all cute as well. Look like their dad of course. I homeschooled them for twenty years. Don’t let that fool ya. I was and... Read more
After a tear-filled counseling appointment, Krista looked at me and said “I think we’ve struck gold”. I’ve been trying to get to the bottom of my health anxiety for, oh I don’t know, 26 years or so. Lot’s of therapy. Tons of prayer. Bible studies. Podcasts. Prozac. Never wanting to shy away from it all. Always being willing to dig a little deeper. Shovel some more dirt out of the way. Willing to put in the hard work to get... Read more
My favorite name. Dad called me “kid”. So did Aunt Ruth. My brother Bill does sometimes. Kev does a lot. Oh, and one teacher at Snider High. I think he thinks I’m younger than he is. I’ve got him by about 5 years. I’m not gonna ever tell him. I like when he says it. Why? What feelings does it bring up? Kid and Kiddo. I know I really am a kid at heart. I just somehow think it makes... Read more
Might be my favorite saying. Sometimes I say it like this… Is any of this real? Is any of this really real? Can this be real? Is this real life? What is this life? I could go on and on. But I really do say these things. Several times a day. A mantra of some sorts. Often, I add this to it… Did I really marry Kevin Shock? Do we really have four children? And four grandchildren? How did this... Read more
No, really?Who am I to have a blog?To write posts the way I do?How did I even come up with this style?Why do I even think I have something worth reading?Most of the time… I don’t.Lot’s of times I have severe post post syndrome.Wondering why I said all I said.What was I thinking?Putting my thoughts out there?What must people think of me?My heart all out there on my sleeve. Raw emotions.Tender feelings.Just simply working... Read more
Karen Ruth Shock
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