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He Would be 62 Today

With the exception of this blog, I have not mentioned my dad today. Which is unusual because today is his birthday. I always post a memory on Facebook about it but I avoid FB like the plague these days so I didn’t bother. Which means I also didn’t get the few supportive words I get… Continue reading He Would be 62 Today

Intuition

Today was rough. Anxiety was an 11 most of the day and I found myself overstimulated and overwhelmed to a significant degree. My sympathetic nervous system really had me believing a saber toothed tiger was at my heels all day. Enter movement. I’m a dancer, yogi, Pilates enthusiast and have been for many years as… Continue reading Intuition

Chasing the Next One?

I tend to develop an interest in something, learn as much as possible about it, how to be good at it, doggedly pursue it for a month or two and then fizzle. Currently it’s makeup and beauty. Over the summer it was Tik Tok. Previous years have included container gardening, essential oils, and bullet journaling.… Continue reading Chasing the Next One?

Current Obsession

So yeah. This is what has been taking my free time. As well as makeup tutorials because having purple hair freed me from my worries of looking too old. I couldn’t figure out how to dress comfortably for my age (read: business casual and muted) to avoid the “you’re too old for that” until one… Continue reading Current Obsession

Random Bits

I thought I’d share 10 obscure, random facts about me and I hope my readers will reciprocate! 1. This one isn’t really too obscure but I’m obsessed with all things unicorn. 2. I sat on a flat iron on my 21st birthday. I was not clothed. Cue 2nd degree burns. 3. When I was 12… Continue reading Random Bits

Turn On All the Lights

It is as if the corners of my mouth are fatigued. My cheeks have atrophied. The dreary gray of October has drained the life out of my face, like Winifred drains the souls of the children. I am not quite sad, but less interested. The contrast of colors are muted, blurring one into the next;… Continue reading Turn On All the Lights

The Funhouse Mirror

I referenced the mirror in a previous poem and it is with regret I admit I continue to be harassed by it. Certainly progress has been made, but I still suffer the endless committee meeting in my head discussing all the things wrong with my body. Strangely (or perhaps not) aging while bringing its own… Continue reading The Funhouse Mirror

September is but one month

As I looked upon her in her final hours, something began nagging at me. This same, strong woman, this same month 11 years ago suffered a hemorrhagic stroke. The same week of that year my then 3 y/o daughter was hospitalized. And not for the first time, I began losing my mind. Looking back, it’s… Continue reading September is but one month

I am grateful

I often forget the general population isn’t well versed in mental wellness, never mind mental illness. I am well versed on either end of the spectrum, both professionally and personally. In fact, during college and graduate school where many of my cohort were learning things for the first time, my response was more along the… Continue reading I am grateful

An Accidental Existentialist

I do not wish to philosophize about the possibilities that exist, but my intellectual capabilities make it impossible for my brain not to fire in that way. My anxiety ensures these unwanted mental meanderings cause me great discomfort – for anxiety does not like to float freely; it prefers an anchor. And what better an… Continue reading An Accidental Existentialist

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