My every day is balanced on the knife point of panic.
In a recent post, I talked about how I've spent the last year on hiatus coping with anxiety and depression. I did eventually get some much needed help for these challenges, but with the ongoing strains of the pandemic, I wanted to share some of the stuff I've been reading, watching, playing, and listening to … Continue reading Media That’s Getting Me Through the Pandemic
So I've been on hiatus for... a while. I'm okay. I wasn't okay. But I'm mostly okay now. I've had depression and anxiety for a very long time, but there's always been a good reason to push it aside. To tell myself that I'll be alright as long as I keep moving. That I don't … Continue reading I am here.
I've gotten nothing done. I had a series I fully intended to write, multiple things I have talked about recording and releasing... and the bare truth here is that I simply haven't done it. I have a pocket full of excuses -- I have two kids, a schedule that leaves me with around an hour … Continue reading Life On Hold
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This is for the moms whose vacations were taken in the aisles of grocery stores, at the tables of cafés, in efficient trips to the shopping mall or gym.
I am not an optimist. In fact, I am an anxiety-ridden pessimist that will imagine the worst case of any given scenario. One day, my husband said to me: "You know the worst outcome isn't any more likely than any other outcome." "Yeah, so? It could still happen." "So could the best outcome. Why not … Continue reading Good Things Will Happen
Some days I give so much of my love away that I forget to leave any for myself.
There is a space between you and me that measuresthe exact distancerequiredfor a wild animalto turn from deadlyto cute. It is the kind of distancethat plays tricks on the eye --blurring harsh edges,leaving only pointillistic impressionsthat tickle the most palatable of memories. It is the size ofscribblescoalescing into sense,kitchen knivesmistaken forwooden spoons. Ours is the … Continue reading A Safe Distance
I want you to imagine something for me: Your skin feels numb. It's hardly noticeable at first -- the shower doesn't feel too hot, you don't need a sweater when everyone else does. Then it starts getting worse. You can't really feel anything. There is pressure and some distant recognition of touch, but no real sensation. Why? You … Continue reading Imagine This.