Tell Me.
This week, I will be out of the area. I’m going camping! YAY!!!11!!! So, I will be featuring seven of my favorite blogs for you all to enjoy. This is the first: Stuff They Say To Depressed People.
This week, I will be out of the area. I’m going camping! YAY!!!11!!! So, I will be featuring seven of my favorite blogs for you all to enjoy. This is the first: Stuff They Say To Depressed People.
Yesterday was an awesome day for me, if slightly worrisome. First of all, I was contacted by my physician, who let me know that my screening for Significant Mental Illness (SMI) results were in. I’m officially nutters. 🙂 But of course, you all knew that. This is a great relief to me, because it means
This year, our Valentine’s Day celebration is soured by the harsh reality that one of our dogs is nearing death. It has become time to talk to the kids as they also have to deal with a reality that they are not completely capable of handling. Clara has been a constant through very tough times
This is the second of the 2 songs that I was obsessed with before my hospital visit. Enjoy? It’s the Smith’s song “Sing Me to Sleep” I think it’s going to be pretty obvious why I was stuck on it.
This is one of the two songs I was kind of obsessing over before I went into the hospital. It’s about escape, and I relate pretty strongly to the verses, even individually, as poetry. Tracy Chapman’s “Fast Car” (Specifically sung by Boyce Avenue feat. Kina Grannis is my favorite rendition) You got a fast car
I came home tonight, as some of you have already heard. I had a good lunch, and dinner with friends, then came home and just went full out CATHARTIC. I cleaned and I don’t mean that I dusted a few things, or that I went all OCD either. I just picked an area and
Like a boss. *SQUEE*
Why, with everything that exists out there, am I writing my blog? Why not let some other authors write, as I silently watch and hide in peaceful obscurity? I write because I need to touch on some things for myself. I write, because I need to grow, and to share. I write, because hiding, and