I woke up this morning with the realization that the reason I am able to pull myself out of the sinking black holes that occasionally show up in my life is because of my toolbox. Not the toolbox with the hammer, screwdriver , tape measurer and nails. Rather the life toolbox that contains the things … Continue reading Is Your Toolbox Ready ?
A worry that has been surfacing for me as of late is about people finding out I struggle with mental health issues. Although I have been casually open about having some “anxieties”, there are few who know the depth of what that means. My recent coming out of the mental health closet has been attempted … Continue reading What if “They” Find Out?
Growing Pains-that is what I call it. It's both terrifying and exciting at the same time . I feel like I am dying some days- but I'm so excited about where this process is leading me.
Today my mom would have been 71 She died when she was 52. Much too young, but I'm sure to her much too late. When you live in chronic debilitating mental pain day after day, eventually you surrender. And when you do - one of two things can happen - you die, or you find … Continue reading Happy Birthday Mom
When I was 7 years old I made a decision that I would never drink alcohol when I got older. My home was filled with constant chaos and dysfunction with the remanence of alcohol smell lingering through every room. When my mom drank, it meant there was the possibility of many things that could happen. … Continue reading Sober at 20