I got the most amazing Facebook message last night. I had left my God-Damned purse at Taco Bell. The Taco Bell about 69 miles from my house. The manager, who I’m convinced is an angel, contacted an old friend of mine who happened to live in the same city as me, and also happened to know
Memory has often been a challenge for me in my past. Sometimes, a big challenge. I’m noticing lately that I’m forgetting stuff. Teensy stuff, like whether I turned a light off, or if I’ve said something. A client told me yesterday that I’d made the same joke about his last name the last time I’d
Depression kicks me in the nuts on a regular basis. After my revelation yesterday, I think my brain decided to get back at me. I had nightmares regarding my mother’s ex-husband, my family’s number one abuser, Dirk. I dreamt of endless arguments. I begged, pleaded, raged, and prayed that he would understand. My mother wasn’t
Depression is a dark hole. A void in your soul, a black lens across your vision. Seeing through it can be hard, if not impossible. I feel like a worm in the bottom of a dry well. I know there is light above me somewhere. Everyone tells me I should be able to see it. I
Employment is a strange thing. Working at home, in an office, in a business, wherever, means that you report to someone else, and that you aren’t ever going to be 100% in charge of how you spend your time. For a while now, I’ve been working outside the house as well as at home. Lately,
Trans Lifeline is a non-profit crisis line, ready and willing to hear your call. If you are trans, gender fluid, gender queer, or any other place on the spectrum, they are there for you. I could go on, and on, and on about how awesome this is, but just check out their website, okay? In
Yesterday, I was dealing with some anxiety. Between cleaning and getting things ready for our kids to come home from vacation, I had a long list of tasks to do above and beyond my normal workday. At some point, I went upstairs to get an anxiety pill. I grabbed some other things, too, then headed
Wil Wheaton, the most beloved of nerds, opened up to Project UROK about his anxiety and depression. It is a heartbreakingly beautiful video, so I’m sharing with you what I saw: If you want to see more of these, Project UROK is a great group of people, who you should totally share. Here’s their YouTube
Jenny sent me a link to the article included below, and it made me happy inside. It will forever live on a wall in my house, because I need perspective too. If you have something that helps you, tell us about it! Share in the comments. We are all learning different things that help, and
