24 March 2021 My body peaked at age four. I weighed 33 pounds. I had dropped ten pounds like it was nothing. Sure, I was on the verge of being diagnosed with diabetes, and one of the symptoms happens to be weight loss. I was cranky and peed the bed, also symptoms associated with myContinue reading “Love the One You’re With”
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Letting The Crazy Out of the Bag
10 March 2021 I went to therapy and discovered a lot of things I don’t like about myself. I entered my therapist’s office knowing that there were numerous reasons for me to be there. But, Jesus, I didn’t quite realize just how many reasons there could be or that would arise along the way. WhenContinue reading “Letting The Crazy Out of the Bag”
It’s All Relative
24 February 2021 A boundary is the sort of thing that makes sense and sounds good in theory, but in actuality is incredibly difficult. While it’s beyond easy to like a post about the importance of boundaries on Instagram, which there are plenty, it’s a whole hell of a lot harder to set and remainContinue reading “It’s All Relative”
Bad Diabetic
10 February 2021 Insulin production in my body shut down for good in 1989. No bail out could revive it. In fact, there wasn’t a shot in hell to make my pancreas work again. The only option, if I wanted to continue living, was to outsource the insulin. At age four I was diagnosed withContinue reading “Bad Diabetic”
It’s Not Me, It’s You
26 January 2021 My therapist asked me what my ideal relationship looked like. I told her a long distance one. She wasn’t thrilled by this response. I told her until general conditions regarding men improved, I didn’t want to have much to do with them. The effort usually wasn’t worth it. So why bother? Plus,Continue reading “It’s Not Me, It’s You”
Forget Jesus. Prozac is the Real Savior
13 January 2021 Thank you Prozac. What a difference one pill can make. Who knew? I suppose psychiatrists and experts knew, but I had no idea. I’m a convert now. I didn’t quite know what to expect when I decided I needed to try medication because I was tired of feeling the way I did,Continue reading “Forget Jesus. Prozac is the Real Savior”