Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
Long ass post...written as a reminder for yours truly more than anyone. I am reading The Secret right now, which is essentially a Cliffs notes of a Course in Miracles (or the source material for most self help anything’s) But I mean, read anything and gratitude will always come to the forefront. No matter how... Continue Reading →
See these pants? These are awesome pants. They are bright purple, fuzzy, AAH! Real Monsters pajamas. These awesome pants took her youngest to the bus this morning. The woman in these awesome pants had a feeling there were going to be problems, but didn't think about pants. Because she doesn't think about pants. Today, however,... Continue Reading →
Black and white thinking, all or nothing, and catastrophizing were descriptors of me. I used to think if I worried about or thought about everything enough, I could control it. In some ways, maybe I took expect the best, plan for the worst too literally. In reality, I would just worry about everything and drive... Continue Reading →
At first, I thought meditation was going to cure me and solve all of my problems. I still don't know if the struggles I have are chemical or situational in nature. I suspect both. I think society, materialism, and our chattering monkey brains are contributing to the rising diagnoses for depression, anxiety, ADHD, and bipolar. I... Continue Reading →
So I can listen to the crickets better on a chilly night. So I can stop listening to the rumination that is as effective and draining as punching water to smooth it. So I can remind myself that I have yet to think my way out of a single problem So I can appreciate the... Continue Reading →
I don't know what mentally ill means. I am ill because I am diagnosed as such and everyone says that is so. I don’t know how any other mind works, so I can’t tell you what falls into “mood disorder”, “psychosis”, or whatever. I look at the sky and I see my shade of blue,... Continue Reading →
I never expected to have psychosis. I guess no one really puts that on their To Do list, but it was absolutely not on mine. Prior to my psychosis, the only idea I had of it was a vague memory of some dude standing naked in the street and hitting people with a wooden sword.... Continue Reading →