mental health – Page 2 – Pretty Good Ugly

Increased Agitation

And everything feels chaotic because it kinda is.

So I try to handle the things that I can.

I hemmed the curtains in my kiddo’s room this week. I did them by hand because I don’t know how to use the machine. I lost my straight pins long ago, so I safety pinned the hem and basted it down and bam. Not beautiful, but they no longer drag on the ground and that,Continue reading “Curtain Hemmer”

Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter

It’s been a rough few days. And I’m proud of myself. I haven’t succumbed to the sinkhole of self-pity (though I’ve certainly dipped my toe into the pond of self-righteousness). I’m able, for now, to maintain perspective. And that is new. In my process of breaking out of the binary, I’m beginning to recognize moreContinue reading “Rough few days/What I’d Tell My Daughter”

Whispers of Autumn

It’s starting— the weather’s shifting, coughs are getting deeper, green is fading to gold, and I get to wear scarves. GAME ON. California catches a lot of flack for “not having seasons,” which we do, they’re just kinda chill about it. Nothing too extreme. (Until everything catches fire again but shhhh) Our neighbor’s tree isContinue reading “Whispers of Autumn”

Unrecovered

I’m safeguarding my disorder to insure that it will continue. So It will survive. It will go underground and change its name to Wellness and garner so much applause it’d keep Tinkerbell alive forever.

Confessions of a Depressive Optimist

I’m combing through boxes and came across a lot of old writing- some scribbled onto napkins and paper towels, some cursive on lined paper/backs of receipts, some typed and printed, This gem stood out. Call me Cassandra. “I wonder what will be born from a society that’s obsessed with commentary (ironic pause). It used toContinue reading “Confessions of a Depressive Optimist”