(First of all, before we get started here, I am NOT a fan of Jetpack. I reject the idea of forced change to begin with, and the Jetpack interface is annoying me right now. I’m sure I’ll get used to it, but right now it bugs me. Thoughts on that from anyone else?) This weekend …
Yesterday was another day where we had to drive over 4 hours total to go to our kids specialists doctor appointment. It was not a fun day. Both my 6 and 4 year old saw a their pulmonary doctor, and he was in with us for a long time. Like, in the room with us …
I feel so lost. So broken, so alone. I want to reach out, but I don’t know how, or to who, or what to say. Grief is the most underestimated feeling on the planet. It fucking shows up and destroys you, no matter what you do to mute it’s effect. I ignored it. I pretended …
Therapy last night, which is now back to its regular scheduled time of Monday nights, went well. We spent most of the 2 hours going over different DBT stuff and filling out a goals worksheet for the week. Different things to practice in terms of mindfulness and stuff. It’s a lot to take in and …
Life has been an absolute whirlwind these past few weeks. My son starting school, my marriage being momentarily tumultuous, therapy being big and important and something I’m thinking about…just, like, having 3 kids in general… Yeah. I have more than enough on my plate to keep me busy and my mind occupied. However, something happened …
Monday is my typical therapy night. And while last night, I didn’t have my therapy (this week I have it on Thursday)…I still did have therapy yesterday. But it wasn’t for me. I met with a new therapist who I painstakingly picked out with the help of my therapist. I was nervous, and even though …
I’ll be honest, as far as weekends go, this one was a pretty horrible one. Saturday during the day was actually okay. My husband took the 2 older boys out for a little bit during the day, and when he came home, he brought me a special dinner and gelato for me and the kids. …
Tonight has started out like all the other nights in the past where I ended up almost killing myself, or drinking so much that it nearly ended in tragedy. I’m in a fragile place right now. My husband and I have NOT always been on solid ground. Probably 3ish years ago, things were horrible and …
Today is the kind of day where I’m just feeling all my feelings. After I dropped my son off at school this morning, I kind of just broke down. I never cry, literally ever, but I just kind of had a moment when I was driving home. Something about how I dropped him off just …
This has been a strange week. Some might even call it a good week. I just dropped my son off for his third day of school. Today was a little bit harder, and he cried when I dropped him off. He said he missed me and didn’t want to go. So I told him every …