To say that I’m still impacted from the two back to back car accidents that happened recently is an understatement. I have a lot of lingering anxieties and fears left from both of those accidents. Like, I can’t let anyone else drive. When me and my husband have to go somewhere, I drive now. Which […]
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Oh, Monday? Is that you again? Well hello there! I’m glad we’ve made it another week. Another chance to start new, to do better. Another opportunity for honesty and vulnerability during those 2 hours at the end of every Monday night in therapy. The promise of a Monday isn’t subtle. It’s a new start every
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I’m almost, sort of, *maybe* there. I *almost* believe it. And I’m trying to convince myself. Because…I think these things might one day be true. Life is better sober. Comedy is funnier sober. Love feels more true sober. Honest feels more honest. Life feels more real. I am not less creative sober. I am not
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One of the reasons I absolutely love blogging is the community that comes with it. I’ve been writing in a blog format for 10 years now, and I’ve had nothing but a positive experience immersing myself in the community that naturally formed. I’ve met a lot of amazing people with stories I’m honored to have
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Last night was certainly atypical for being an otherwise very normal night. I think…just, maybe….I might be serious about this whole, ya know, trying not to drink or whatever thing. For the first time in like, probably ever, it almost felt possible. Like, maybe I actually can at least try. So, here’s what happened. I
Change, is that you? Read More »
As always, therapy last night sure was something. I wasn’t bad. But it made me think about things. We talked a lot about being more mindful and more intentional, which, in my current state of ADHD actually kicking my ass, has been QUITE challenging lately. We talked about the drinking thing. And how I need
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I will admit, there is little in life that is less jarring than unexpectedly seeing your child plastered on social media. My birth son, my oldest of all 4 of my boys and the only one I don’t parent, is 10 years old. He was placed for adoption at birth because, well, life really sucks
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Freedom is…well, it’s just that. It’s…the sense of being free. Literally defined as “the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint.” I don’t feel like I’m in a state of being free. I don’t feel as if I have the right to act, speak or think as
I’m being avoidant. I can feel it. There are always those small little tells, the little things I do when I’m becoming avoidant, that I can either pick up on and act on, or continue to ignore. Avoiding people, avoiding meaningful conversation, avoiding completing tasks that need completing, avoiding responsibilities…it all just grows on itself
Taming the untamable: depression. Read More »
I feel so…split right now. Like I’m standing at a fork in the road, and I truly don’t know which way to go. So I’m going nowhere. And I’m stuck. Just…standing there. Waiting for the choice to become obvious. And once it’s obvious, like…OBVIOUSLY obvious…only then can I move. I know the path I want.
