Having a mental illness is a lonely thing. Like most people, we want at least someone with whom we can talk. We want a friend to cry with, or even laugh … Continue reading Y’all Are Crazy, and That’s Okay
Eunoia. It was my blogs original name. It is what I called it and it was perfect. I feel that I have to emphasize my reason for writing. It started as … Continue reading Eunoia.
I have lived with a mental illness for most of my life so it’s kind of weird when things are going really well. Maybe I’m the only one but when … Continue reading When Things Are Good
Sunday I jetted from teaching a Wreath Making event to an early dinner with my spouse (The class was a success). I have never been to the eatery before alone, … Continue reading What’s Meant to Be
Sometimes I don’t know where I get the strength to go out into the world. I have days where it feels like everyone startles me. My chest pounds the whole … Continue reading Learning to Accept the Small Victories