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Mommy’s Time Off… (Because That Will Ever Happen!)
Moms, stand up for a moment. Identify yourselves! We all deserve medals. Scratch the medals. Just bring us coffee, wine, ice cream and leave us with a nice comfy blanket on the sofa binge watching the latest and greatest on Netflix. Oh, wait, is that the baby that just cried out? Is that the toddler whining Read more
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I’ve Always Wanted To Be An Architect… And Other Shit
I remember my first Lego set. I was six and my family had just gotten back to my Aunt & Uncle’s house from the mall. I am not sure why I wanted this set so badly, but I begged, I pleaded, and now it was lying on the floor of the bedroom I was sitting Read more
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A Depressive’s Day Of Feeling Depressed… And What It Means…
Everyone has days where they feel sad, hopeless, empty. A day here and there when nothing seems to be going right. A day where getting out of bed is a struggle you don’t mind losing. The good news is most people, typical people, wake up the next morning and are ready to take on the Read more
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November 16th… How Far I’ve Come
It’s been a decade, 10 years, and still on this date every year I think about it, the day I admitted myself into the hospital for severe Postpartum Depression and Anxiety. Every year I would cry. The last few years, I got angry. None of the years did I listen to my therapists (last and Read more
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When Specific Dates Are Excessively Triggering
I’ve been a Depression sufferer for most of my life. Because of this, I tend to live in the past. At the moment I am coming up on certain months in my life that cause me guilt, anxiety, regret, and deep sadness… October 26th (2014): The day Tyler moved into our house October 31st (2015): Read more
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What I Want My Daughter To Know On Her 10th Birthday
My Baby Girl, Today you turn 10, a decade old. As I look at you, I see the baby face that I gave birth to and admire the preteen beauty you are now. I am not sure when it actually happened, when you got to this point that toys were no longer an “in” thing Read more
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