Deadlines and Switches

Thursday night I had a deadline in a class at school. I wasn't here. Not that I wasn't PHYSICALLY here. but I wasn't the primary personality. In fact, I have very little communication with that personality. It's not that she is a "bad" person, but I had switched. I experienced a trigger. Many triggers in fact. I... Continue Reading →

Happy? Holidaze

It feels like I am in a daze. Much is happening that I can't and won't share. Not mine to. But it all has an effect. Two days before Christmas, it feels nothing like a holiday. I made a mad dash from Arizona to Grand Junction, Colorado, then to Washington, to deliver my dog's litter... Continue Reading →

Waiting for the End

I sit here, welcomed in a friend's home, waiting to hear from a court to find out if I may appear telephonically at my divorce hearing. The last six months have been eye-opening. Crazymaking it is called, when a person sets out to abuse another by causing them to believe they are "crazy." This can... Continue Reading →

Confronting Drama with ALL of MEs

We have been married for almost three years. Every month I lived with my husband, he went through both of our medicine supplies by the 10th of the month. The rest of the month he spent digging out the hidden stashes I had and complaining and begging his mother to send him money. Which she did on several occasions.

Twin Tears

The trip to return to my home state of Washington was full of setbacks, until I actually hit the Arizona border. From there on out, it was smooth sailing.  That's not to say that I didn't experience my share of anxiety; I always do when driving. However, the drive was also full of time for... Continue Reading →

My Littles are Screaming

The little people inside my head are screaming. Uncontrollably. They don't like change. I am not sure how many there are, but there seem to be at least 4 under the age of 6. Personalities that are still little. That don't understand why the body is so huge and clumsy. They tend to walk the... Continue Reading →

A Bad Week

I'm a medical cannabis patient. It is the only medication that hasn't left me with debilitating side-effects. The biggest problem is unreliable supply. Why do I have an unreliable supply? Because I can't afford the retail prices for my medication.  I am disabled, my only income is disability retirement insurance, which barely covers my general... Continue Reading →

The Look

If you have ever told anyone you have a mental illness, you probably know "the look." It happened to me yesterday, where I volunteer. The lady who gave it is a sweet and kind soul and probably had no clue it was even on her face. But it was. She gave me "the look." I'm... Continue Reading →

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