Mental health issues
“Yes, you are.” “No I’m not.” So the argument goes. I live the symptoms of my Bipolar Disorder everyday so I don’t need x-ray vision to see the same traits in another person. When that person or persons happens to share my DNA, it is even more obvious. Doesn’t quite seem…
Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk came to mind recently along with its specific set of rules while I was talking with a friend about her sister’s battles with depression: #1 – The first rule of Fight Club is, you do not talk about Fight Club. #2 – The second rule…
I live in a panic at times. My anxiety heightens at record pace. I hide this from most of my friends and family, not wanting anyone to know — it’s easier that way. The anxiety and panic attacks cripple me to the point where I don’t even want to leave…
I live in a culdesac of awesome. I have rad neighbors. My kids know every single person who lives in every house within a five house radius which is pretty sweet radius if you ask me. I have worked hard to cultivate the “Mean Lady” reputation but I still have…
I woke up feeling poorly the last Sunday of July and ended up in the local InstaCare. What resulted from that visit became a month-long adventure learning lessons from a kidney stone I named Gladys. The Reign of Gladys To be fair, I left the first visit to the InstaCare…
This new school year started off with a deflated whimper for this household. Usually my man cub is excited to be back with his friends and this year is his 9th grade year — so many things to look forward to. My little girl will be starting preschool after Labor…
