Financial Wounds 3/3/23

I find myself licking my financial wounds, and feeling depression seeping into my daily life once again because of the stress of days like this.

My Ring 2/28/23

I also have one of those rings that monitor as well. Anybody who knows me, though, knows that I don’t exercise.

Garbage Can 2/18/23

We speak often, but unfortunately we cannot meet in person nearly as frequently as I wish. And in those all too brief times, my garbage can is emptied. Everything just disappears.

VD 2/14/23

you do deserve love, and if you are currently out of a relationship because you were not loved as you deserve, then this would be a great day to celebrate the relationship to come, the partner for whom you have made room in your life.

Try Again Tomorrow 2/13/23

The reality is that regardless of the day we’ve had, no matter what we have accomplished, whatever didn’t work out the way we wanted it to, no matter what we wanted to accomplish but didn’t, we have an opportunity to improve in the new day. We can always do better, improve ourselves, or, in short, try again.

Inspiration 2/10/23

It has to be one of the most powerful photographs I’ve ever seen, symbolic of the journey alone, of past glories lost, and of the struggles of the Native people all at the same time.

My Truth 2/7/23

in reality, I often feel like a fraud. It’s very possible that it’s the “imposter syndrome” of blog posts, but when I write these, I’m not sure if I’m writing them for other people to read, or just to vent my proverbial spleen. Is this a way to reach out to people, or a form of self-therapy?

Digging Out 1/27/22

The chaos builds slowly enough that it’s easy to think, “oh, I’ll pick it up tomorrow”. Eventually you hit an inflection point where it goes from that to, “ugh, this’ll take hours”. And it did. Days in fact. But once there’s a crack in the depression veil, it helps to take advantage of it and hit it like a storm. I still have more to do, but I’m feeling better already now that there is at least an end in sight.

On Therapy 1/25/23

A friend of mine had been repeatedly raped, in reality, by her father as a child. When she tried therapy, it brought repressed memories to the surface and made her worse. I’m told the ratio is roughly one to one to one. For everybody, like me, that therapy helps, there is somebody who gets worse, and there is another who gets little or nothing out of it. But it’s definitely worth giving therapy a try. If you have the courage and strength.

Disturbing Revelation 1/24/23

This will be a very difficult post for me to write, and some people will scoff or even laugh at it but being true to my goal of wanting to speak my truth in case other are going through something similar, hopefully they will know that they are not alone.