I get it. You can’t let evil win by being fearful, you shouldn’t let a toddler win by giving in and something about wearing white after Labor Day. I know the rules. But the rules just make you feel weak for feeling. So fuck the rules. Let’s drink a box of wine (like, we each [...]
On the way home tonight I was thinking about my perspective. How I normally embrace our 800 square feet of rented real estate. Our 2006 Pontiac Vibe (to which I want to tint the windows and pimp some 17-inch rims, yo). And that dog. The one who ruins everything with her hair and eating of [...]
I needed some down time this weekend, too. Haven’t felt like the ground beneath me is stable. So when Nora got sick Saturday I began nesting. And burrowing my way through this house until I got an edge on spring cleaning. And when the Benadryl took hold of Nora, I let her sleep on my [...]
I’m new to this whole depression thing, but it hasn’t taken long to see that when you fight depression you don’t just fight the illness, you fight the stigma. You fight people who don’t believe it’s a legitimate diagnosis. I’ve heard of this happening so often that it’s surreal to be a part of the [...]
Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook Share with Stumblers Tweet about it Tell a friend
Therapist says to find myself instead of being the reflection of what others see. People pleasing has diluted my personality, my opinions, my voice. Having an opinion wasn’t safe. Therapist says it’s OK to say Goddammit. Same with fuck and shit. FUCK AND SHIT. Anger isn’t mean. It can be a form of self-assertion, she [...]
This was the instruction by my therapist on Tuesday. She says I have too much stress, maybe even more responsibility than I can handle right now, and maybe I need to play more. She either really sees inside my life and cares about my happiness, or she’s a good salesman. Whatever. I’m paying her good [...]
“Goddammit son of a bitch” and “Jesus Christ” were my clutch phrases last week after my car broke down and in the proceeding hours that evening when my daughter almost lost the tip of her finger in a fluke accident. (It has been a total drag on this blog lately but I’m not finished with [...]
Last night I was sad. And I really hate to disappoint you but there was no real great “sad” reason. And what’s more annoying is that the facts point to “happiness.” I’m healthy: “woot.” Nora is healthy: “woot.” I have a job: “woot.” But the hormones and the chemicals in my body were not “wooting.” [...]
Eight indications you eat emotionally: Your “me” time regularly involves a bath and a can of icing eaten by the spoonful. You get a lump in your throat and choke back tears when there are only three gummy bears left. You grapple with these decisions: Should my toddler get two gummy bears and I [...]