Lately that that tape has been playing in my head, you know the one (Doctor, everything’ll be all right … sorry, reflex) – the one loaded with every negative, bad, mean thing that anyone ever said to me? I do … Continue reading
Contrary to the dates showing on the calendar over there, I’ve actually been writing a lot lately. Unfortunately (for whom?), it’s all stuffed away in a drafts folder or a drawer or somewhere else that I hope is equally likely … Continue reading
From Freshly Pressed, a beautifully written post on the relationships men have with the women in their lives, from a man – the kind of thing not seen enough on the internet: She’s not your mother ————————————————————— I’m finding my … Continue reading
Having a very bad, no good, terrible, horrible day. So far, have spent more time in tears today than not. That will change later because I will eventually get up and walk away from my desk. For now, though, this … Continue reading
I am feeling very funky today and do not know why. Luckily, I can say that this is aberrant; thank you, SNRI, hormones, and counseling. And contrary to what might seem logical to someone who may be in a situation … Continue reading
Posted in ADD, Decisions, Great Expectations, On the Path, Organization, The Ugly Truth, Therapy, Who am I?
Tagged ADD, adult ADD, depression, happiness, Life, Organization, peace, schedule, work
In honor of Calvin’s birthday, birthday present, and my own joy at FINALLY getting back my 35-mm pics from the Indianapolis MotoGP, Valentino came by and put in an appearance. Vale and … Vale – at the Riders Q&A with … Continue reading
If I may Bogart my husband’s MM theme for a moment… A little over a week ago now, I picked up Jason Mraz‘s CDs Waiting for My Rocket to Come and We Sing. We Dance. We Steal Things., the latter actually being … Continue reading
WARNING: This post could be a trigger. LITERARY WARNING: This post is a disaster. It has been written in 3 different stages over a few months, and since we know my time factor today, I’m going to let it go … Continue reading
Posted in ADD, Blathering, The Ugly Truth, Therapy, Who am I?
Tagged abuse, ADD, depression, emotion, help, pain, self, Therapy, trauma
We love ya, baby. (What’s better than, Whassamattawitchubooooy??) …and something I’d never seen before. 🙂 (Big shout out to Heather for making me not feel crazy. 😉 )
WARNING: This post could be a trigger. I’m angry. It cost me $10,000 in therapy to say that: I’m angry. — *Richard Gere, Pretty Woman *(totally paraphrased because it isn’t on IMDB and I’m not bothering to look anywhere … Continue reading