Everything is going to be OK. Then again, OK doesn’t mean anything.
The diagnosis, while not changing me as a person, helped me to understand myself better. It helped me to treat myself better.
I Won’t Follow You Into The Dark
People like that love company.
It’s OK To Just Lose It Sometimes
Sometimes my posts betray me. I snitch on myself, as the kids say.
I can’t just lay in bed all day. I have kids and responsibilities. Even if I didn’t, I still can’t stay in bed all day.
Deserving Happiness: Parents Need Self-Care
You don’t know what’s missing because you don’t even realize a piece should be there.
The Deafening Silence of Mental Illness
Whatever your situation is, no matter how universal it might feel, know that it’s different for almost everyone.
If Not For These Kids…
I know we’re not supposed to mention those things. It makes us uncomfortable, but we’re all adults here.
My Creaky Bones
There are so many pops and cracks, you’d think I was a walking pile of rap music record albums.
The Mess In The Mirror
“Who has seen me today? Did I talk to people like this? What is wrong with my face? Am I freakin’ melting?!”
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