Indulge me, if you will, for just a moment. My whole life changed when I was seven years old. My particular trauma? My Dad left us. This was not an everyday occurrence in the early 80’s. In fact – we were the exception. I was the outcast at school. I was an original latchkey kid.Continue reading “I Was Told NO.”
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It’s Here.
This is the time of year that my descent into Hell begins. Bitterly cold, grey, dark days. Even though I know intellectually that the Solstice has passed and the days are, in fact, getting longer, I feel trapped in the darkness. The endless pull of overcast skies. The bone-chilling deep freeze that keeps me inContinue reading “It’s Here.”
Odd Man Out
I feel alienated. Do you ever feel that way? Like you are an afterthought and not the primary choice? Even in a group where I know that I am loved; I feel like I’m the odd man out. Ignored. This is one of the reasons that I tend to retreat. I feel irrelevant. Is itContinue reading “Odd Man Out”
Devastating
A little back story, so you get where I’m coming from. My Dad split when I was 7, and my older sister was 12. She took on a mothering role, in addition to my actual mother, who was struggling to raise two kids alone, back in the days when that wasn’t common around here. IContinue reading “Devastating”
Brian Wilsoning
I started using this as a coping mechanism when I was really depressed. A Brian Wilson day. You know, like the Beach Boy, Brian Wilson? He supposedly stayed in bed for a year. I do it for a day. Coming out to forage for food, and bathroom breaks. I’ve had a rough two weeks atContinue reading “Brian Wilsoning”
The Joys of Perimenopause…
I am at that age…unfortunately or fortunately, depending on the day. I want to feel sleek and sexy, but rather, perimenopause has me feeling fat and frumpy. My skin looks like puberty has hit all over again. I’ve put on weight, and can’t seem to shake it. I can’t sleep a whole night through –Continue reading “The Joys of Perimenopause…”
Spring Fever
It tends to happen around this time of year. Especially if I’m not afforded the opportunity to travel. Spring fever, cabin fever, whichever you prefer to call it. I’m dying for spring temperatures, melting snow and the tides of change. This is the time that I start about “refreshing” my look or “reinventing” myself toContinue reading “Spring Fever”
Depression is Not my life
I don’t want this whole blog to be about my depression. It’s something I have; it’s not who I am. It’s a flaw in my chemistry; not my character. I do tend to write more when I can’t seem to express my feelings any other way, and that’s usually when I’m feeling low. That isContinue reading “Depression is Not my life”
I am a Phantom.
I’m Struggling
I’m not going to lie and I’m not trying to hide it. I’m struggling with my mental health right now. Here in Ontario, we are into our second lockdown with Covid-19. There’s a provincial Stay-At-Home order. There are a limited number of valid reasons to leave your house, and that’s it. Plus, it’s winter –Continue reading “I’m Struggling”
E. E. Wildwood 