When people ask what I do I tell them I am a writer, blogger, and stay home mom. My passions include finding happiness through soul searching, gardening, DIY, and getting out the door to explore life even if just 10 miles away.

Nightmares While I’m Awake

I lay in bed, my brain twisting with horrible thoughts. This weekend my husband takes two of our small children to a baseball game without me because I’ll stay home … Continue reading Nightmares While I’m Awake

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I’m Okay. Why Do I Still Seek Therapy?

I can go into public places without fearing something will happen to my children or me. This is tremendous progress. Yesterday I went into a clothing store alone. I thought … Continue reading I’m Okay. Why Do I Still Seek Therapy?

My Aging Body Image

I sit at the public pool, it’s Ladies Night, and I’m surrounded by women I know. One of them is a school teacher who tells us about a body image … Continue reading My Aging Body Image

Social Anxiety: Earning My “I Voted” Sticker

Several years ago, it became hard to go into public places without using the “buddy system.” I’m not exactly sure why this happened but I believe it stemmed from years … Continue reading Social Anxiety: Earning My “I Voted” Sticker

Celebrating My Son’s Big Step with You

When we try to move beyond something that haunts or hurts us an overnight remedy is simply unrealistic. I know this to be true yet I still search for that … Continue reading Celebrating My Son’s Big Step with You

Son, I’m Sorry I Gave This to You

I am a 41-year-old mom with three children. I suffer from generalized anxiety disorder. My mother also suffers from anxiety, and she revealed to me that my grandfather was also … Continue reading Son, I’m Sorry I Gave This to You

When Fear Cleared I Found Anger

Fear has caused me to avoid certain situations, like long lines in the grocery store. I feared a panic attack and being stuck with no way out. Trapped. With therapy … Continue reading When Fear Cleared I Found Anger

My Dark Days of Infertility: Part 2

For over a year and a half, we went through more fertility treatments, each time ramping them up and exposing my body to more drugs/stronger drugs. Finally, my husband and … Continue reading My Dark Days of Infertility: Part 2

Compared to My Siblings

The frustration inside of me bubbles to the surface with a sharp bite. My parents treat us differently. I know this because I have ears and eyes and use them … Continue reading Compared to My Siblings

Asking: Is Medication the Answer?

Anxiety creeps in and doesn’t whisper sweet nothings into my ear. It screams at me, “You are weak! No way in hell can you do this! Quit! Go hide!” I … Continue reading Asking: Is Medication the Answer?