#Metoo “Fuck Yes” and Sexual Confusion
Last week, I went to a festival. It was a wonderful and exhausting and lovely and painful experience. At some point, I decided I never wanted another “festival” experience again. I came home exhausted. Feeling…
Category: self-reflection
Where Do I Restart… Again?
Today my husband reminded me I have this poor, neglected blog hanging out. I thought he was asking me if I was ready to delete it. But no. He wondered if I would revive it.…
On Elements and Age
I’ve always had a thing for elemental magic. Even with all the agents crying for books with newer systems of magic, it’s my opinion you can’t go wrong with Earth, Air, Fire, and Water. Watching…
More Wonder at Life On Zoloft
An update on my mental health… A little over a week ago I weaned fully off the benzos. My psychiatrist also lowered my zoloft prescription because I was having dry mouth. Now I’m down to…
My First Medicated WordCamp
I usually have a love-hate relationship with WordCamps. In the past I have loved the social possibility of the events. There are so many cool people doing cool things, and they are there to talk…
An Update
I feel like all of my updates lately. Facebook, Twitter, and blogging. have been focused on my new meds. I’d like to say this update is bucking that trend with some super interesting news. But…
The Honeymoon Period
I’ve been taking my new meds for a little over a week now and I am very happy with how I currently feel. I realize this could be the honeymoon phase that people talk about,…
Finally Messing With My Brain Chemistry
I’ve struggled with some form of… well, something, for as long as I can remember. Let’s call it depression, although there have been bouts of weirdness mixed in that extend beyond that easy title: anxiety,…
Karting, Anxiety, and Whiskey
Yesterday our company went karting as our team building activity for the month. I’d never been karting before, and I feel like it is something even my younger, less anxious self would not have been…
Doing This Writer Thing
I was in second grade the first time I was sent to the principal’s office. My class was in the trailers on the far side of the elementary school campus and the walk to the…