But might as well be. I haven’t posted in a very long time. Life has been busy and quite roller coastery for me. I have found stable employment. I’m seeing a therapist. I’m on meds for the depression and anxiety. I’m making new friends and expanding my support system. I’m focusing on weight loss and… Continue reading Grieving When They’re Not Gone…
Sometimes I think people believe I just like to complain about my depression and anxiety. “Oh, that’s just Julie whinging about stuff again. Why can’t she just just let it go and cheer up?” Yeah, why can’t I just let it go and cheer up? There is not another soul on this planet who wants… Continue reading I Know It’s Not as Bad as It Seems
I just had one of the worst weekends of my life. One of those, if it can go wrong, it will go wrong fiascos. The worst part is I realized that a huge part of it is my own damned fault. I have now dug a hole that I don’t know how to get out… Continue reading When Your Enemy Becomes Your Crutch
I have a confession to make. I’m terrible about taking care of myself. Even when I’m in need, I worry that I’m taking resources that others need more desperately than I do. I put things off if I feel like I will even slightly inconvenience others. I will ignore my own needs and not take… Continue reading Did I Do the Right Thing?
And not in the only song I like by Celine Dion way. I am back to feeling lost and overwhelmed. I’ve had positive changes in my life. I love the people I work with. I don’t know what I’d do without that sweet little ball of fluff I call Emma. I went back to school… Continue reading It’s All Coming Back to Me Now
This isn’t a political post. I’m very political, but that’s not what this is about. When Mitch McConnell and his cronies used an arcane rule to shut down Elizabeth Warren and he made this statement he inadvertently provided feminists with a rallying cry. I’m going to take it a step further. He gave everyone who… Continue reading Nevertheless, She Persisted
I remember when I was in my late teens or early twenties I was talking to my doctor about the stomach ailments I was dealing with at the time. My doctor (who had been our family doc since I was nine years old and therefore knew me quite well by that time) jokingly told me… Continue reading When the Angry Sets In