I'm sorry for the radio silence since October! My husband found a great job in north Miami and we ended up having to move about 50 miles north after a month of getting up at 4:30 am and commuting everyday. Suffice it to say, we've been busy and I'm exhausted! But we have been able [...]
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This Past Week
The depression has been pretty bad lately, and it's had me thinking about things a lot for the past few days. My life as a whole has been Lifetime movie stupid drama, and sometimes when you are in the middle of it you don’t realize that you make your life harder for yourself, and you [...]
We All Start Somewhere
One day, when I was five years old, my grandparent picked me up for a visit, and just... kept driving. I didn't come back for another 14 years. Here’s the deal. What I know of my life between born and five is hearsay from several sources, pieced together, and heavily influenced by bias and personal [...]
Thoughts on a Memoir
How does someone write the story of their lives? Some seem to do it easily with very little help, while others are rendered silent with no way to form the words needed to convey their experience to others. And then there's me. Firmly stuck in between. I have the words, and moments I have written [...]
Invisible Illness
It’s 99 degrees Fahrenheit outside right now. It feels like my brain is full of cotton and my body is made of mud. My head hurts. My spine hurts. I can’t brain. Sergio had to take over driving because I almost crashed three times in five minutes in an empty parking lot. It’s very difficult [...]
#MeToo
This might be a long read. Since the #metoo movement began, and I started my new therapy, I've had this burning need to write about the things I've kept silent about for a very long time. If you've read my other posts, you know I'm not shy about talking about my mental and medical health. [...]
An update on life
Long post; be warned! For anyone who has read my previous blogs posts before, you know that I have anxiety and depression stemming from a pretty traumatic childhood, and exacerbated by a pretty shitty adulthood. Last year my depression and anxiety battered me pretty badly after finally seeing a specialist for my Chiari Malformation. Between [...]
