My Life With Mental Illness
The night he stabbed himself we were at home watching Perry Mason, a part of our nightly ritual. At commercial, he got up from the couch and walked into the … Continue reading Yes, It’s Me, Sarah & This Is Not Spam
I chose yesterday of all days, to turn off the feature that had me pre-approve all comments on my posts. I chose to do this because of the way my … Continue reading My Retort
(This is a revised version of an earlier post from December 2018) I took a little break from my meds recently. BIG MISTAKE. It always is. I felt better without … Continue reading I Need Some Fun In My Life
Listen Up Confession time. Recently, I broke up with my boyfriend, many of you know. What I haven’t been talking about is everything he has been doing to get me … Continue reading Confession Time
Well it’s official. My boyfriend and I have broken up. He thinks I should be happy because I won’t have his controlling ass looming over me constantly but he just … Continue reading The End
Yesterday marked two years since my husband left this realm of reality that is our planet, Earth. He is out there now on the ultimate adventure and a part of … Continue reading My Sweet, Sweet Husband
Mental illness showed up in me at a young age, beginning with O.C.D. and morphing into full blown depression by my teen years. Although those things were difficult to deal … Continue reading The Kids Are NOT Alright
Featured photo: cafepress.com Gifs: giphy.com Someone asked me today if I’m ever happy. This question followed a bitch out session by yours truly. I had a good reason to bitch, … Continue reading Am I Ever Happy?
There is a lot I can’t say on this platform for various reasons. The most important reason is that my children have access to my blog and I want their … Continue reading Love In A Time Of Pure Craziness
I used to at least always attempt to be optimistic about everything, even when the universe seemed against me. This is a feat I struggle with immensely now, especially after … Continue reading Perception Is Reality
Like most Americans I have money problems. I have bad money problems. If you have been following my blog or know me, then you are aware I am now receiving … Continue reading I HATE Money! Wait…
Sunday is my 37th birthday. Yikes! I don’t say yikes because of the number. I’m fine with getting older and aging. My negative feelings concerning my birthday have everything to … Continue reading A Peek At My Brain: My 37th Year Of This Life. I Have Figured Out A Lot But Have A Long Way To Go…
