Category: Daily Blog

  • Infidelity & Inequity

    Infidelity & Inequity

    I am a fairly patient, considerate, and understanding woman. I’ve been through the ringer far too much for one person. I look back at my life and wonder what sort of Karmic Justice I’ve enacted with as much shit as I’ve had to endure, but the fact is… I’m a pretty good egg. I don’t…

  • Monday Mark – 8.5 & 9.0

    Monday Mark – 8.5 & 9.0

    8.5 – For Last Week’s MM: When have you caught yourself living for the emotional scraps of strangers’ opinions? What did it cost you? What would living for yourself look like instead? I used to be really bad about wanting approval from other people. I suppose that’s a byproduct of the trauma that was my entire…

  • Whoops!

    Whoops!

    Took my Friday Free Day off aaaaand… totally missed Saturday, too. 😅 I have a really good reason, though! My psychiatrist prescribed me a bedtime med for helping me sleep, and boy did it really help me sleep the first night… and well into the next day. Haha. 😑 I was so tired that I…

  • Consideration

    Consideration

    Something I’ve had on my mind for a while is “consideration.” It seems like a really simple thing to carry out in relationships, but if you really think about it, how often do people actually show consideration for others? How often do you consider others in your daily life? More often than not, I see…

  • ADHD Research – Phase 4

    ADHD Research – Phase 4

    As a woman, I ought to know a lot more about menstrual cycles than I do. I feel that the educational institutions in our country have repeatedly failed at educating girls and boys on how our bodies work and why. Then again, my mother never educated me, either. Either way, I learned that menstrual cycles…

  • Special Needs Struggles

    Special Needs Struggles

    The Son has autism. He is now 19 years old. As part of preparing him for more “adult” responsibilities (before I knew I was moving to Colorado), I opened a joint checking account with him at my local bank in Arkansas. I taught him how to deposit cash, use a Debit Card at stores, withdraw…

  • My Wish…

    My Wish…

    So, this one is more like the realistic version of the “one single wish” I would have: My Wish – to know every single language in existence: read, write, speak, listen, understand, and translate. This means eeeeevery language, including: computers, animals and plants, aliens (if they’re out there), MATHS, all the languages humans have every…

  • Monday Mark – 7.5 & 8.0

    Monday Mark – 7.5 & 8.0

    7.5 – For Last Week’s MM: You’re not afraid of failing. You’re afraid of being seen failing. Most people aren’t paying attention to what you’re doing, and your loudest critics are probably too scared to try. What are you so worried about? While I was growing up, failure (as seen by my father – “The Plague”) was…

  • ADHD Research – Phase 3

    ADHD Research – Phase 3

    On the heels of my previous two ADHD Research Phases, armed with inspiration and validation from WearsTwoGowns (thank you so much!), I’m going to dive further into the possible connection between my cPTSD (diagnosed currently as PTSD) – i.e. lifetime of trauma – and the The Pituitary Gland. Or, as I like to call it……

  • An Unexpected Lifeline

    An Unexpected Lifeline

    I previously wrote two posts: ADHD Research Phase 1 and Phase 2 – detailing my (once again) renewed research energy in trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with me. Based on previous research and updated information from viable resources on the internet, I curated these posts specifically to remember exactly what I…

  • Foundations

    Foundations

    A healthy relationship (romantic or not) requires healthy foundations. I used to believe that all that was needed for that was: Trust, Respect, and Communication. I have learned well over the years that it takes so much more than that. While these three things are tantamount, they are not the be all, end all. So…

  • My Whole Life

    My Whole Life

    Honestly, it would be easier to list the times I haven’t felt out of place. Those rare times in my life that I’ve felt “at home” in certain places and with certain people. I have very seldom “fit in.” It’s also slim pickings to have felt this way in my own body and space, no…