Changes come out of nowhere, hitting like bricks, floating like butterflies. Some good, some euphoric, some devastating. I held on to what I thought I wanted, what I thought was...
I want peace. Comfort. Respect. Honesty. A sense of HOME. To no longer have my kindness taken advantage of. And to not feel like I have no space, or that...
24 years ago I thought that I knew what love was. I thought that my heart simply wasn’t capable of it. I didn’t feel worthy of being loved. I didn’t...
Forgiveness. It’s a word that’s thrown around quite often, and sometimes… well, sometimes I feel it isn’t being used properly. See, forgiveness is total. It is complete. It is the...
So I have been beating myself up for not ‘working.’ I mean… What’s one of the first questions people ask when they meet you? “What do you do?” “Where do...
Living with PTSD is an ongoing learning experience. And it’s the little things that set me off, or make my day difficult. Nightmares are the worst. Take for instance this...
Depression is an ugly thing. It lurks in shadows, hiding behind closed doors and veiled smiles. It lies in bed with you saying there’s no reason to bother getting up...
I had a disability hearing today. That may not sound like much, but for someone whose health has taken a nosedive, it’s everything. It’s the frustration of the system, where...