From the category archives:
I don’t like to think of myself as “suffering from mental illness.” Rather, I prefer to think of myself as a person who is granted the opportunity to try out different medications and doctors to find just the right cocktail of emotional- and mind-altering chemicals to make functioning on a daily basis more palatable. Interweb [...]
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are words you kind of don’t want to hear from your shrink. I’m sitting in my psychiatrist’s office yesterday, telling her and her intern why I’m there in a voice that doesn’t seem like my own. But, I know it’s mine because I start crying when I’m talking, and only I would cry when talking to my [...]
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I figured I had a problem when I found the 2-and-a-half-day-old cheese roll-up on my bedroom dresser. It started back when I tried to take that bong hit back in the mid 90′s, and ever since then, my brain hasn’t really been connected to the rest of the world. (It’s easier for me to blame [...]
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For the last two+ weeks, I’ve had grand plans of JUMPING! BACK! IN! to my to-do list, my must-to list, and my want-to-do list for today, the first day back to school for my girls. My back to normal. I like normal. Normal is good for me. I NEED routine for my anxiety and for [...]
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