Do you ever have a good adulting day? A day when you feel confident, content, and capable of executing your responsibilities? They come around every
In early May, Arthur and I lost our friend Dave to suicide. I wish I could say it was a surprise, but it wasn’t. We
I’m going to address the elephant in the room: I haven’t posted anything in nearly two years. My anxiety and depression were such that adding
Last time I came out of a depressive episode, Russia invaded Ukraine and my dad died, which sent me spiraling back into the dark pit.
I hesitated to share my last post, because I knew it would elicit uncomfortable feelings for others. While putting depression into words isn’t new for
Identifying the early signs of a depressive spell helps me prepare for what’s to come. Much like a storm warning, the telltale changes in my
A list of things I’ve lost in the four months since my last post: • my father• 20 pounds• patience with my rambunctious sons• the
When I was a kid, I had a lot of labels put upon me by other people. Sensitive. Responsible. Smart. Pretty. Square. Naive. Shy. Polite.
Having a mental illness has its perks, folks! The CDC recently expanded its eligibility requirements for COVID booster shots, and mental health conditions qualify. This
It turns out “contemporary romance” doesn’t mean what I think it means. AND it’s not the same thing as “chick lit.” I’m also learning that