Alpha Poetry – Residual effects of driving my girls to school

So this is week seven of the group therapy program I'm attending as a psychiatric outpatient. Part of the process involves guided journaling. Last week's was an exercise called Alpha Poetry. There aren't many rules, as it's a means of getting your mind to open up as you journal. Basically, for each letter of the … Continue reading Alpha Poetry – Residual effects of driving my girls to school

Sky is Fine. Don Your Protective Headgear Anyway.

Bring it, Universe, you catty, wonderful, shrewish Virago. This time, she's thrown me a good one - in the form of cranky plumbing. You will not take me down. This is the sort of thing I've been dreading as I hang on for dear life, dangling by my fingertips on the edge of the abyss. … Continue reading Sky is Fine. Don Your Protective Headgear Anyway.

Dexedrine Delight

Well this is uneventful.  And that's a good thing. Two weeks on Dexedrine and nothing weird. This is a post about ADHD and Dexedrine.  I promise.  But first, of course, I have something else to say, because it's also about depression.  And somehow, I hear, they fit together.  So here's the beginning: So I've been … Continue reading Dexedrine Delight

Collaborate, dammit!

Today's oxymoron is.... Collaborative Divorce. Sounds like a made-up term, doesn't it?  Sounds like a joke.  Not a bad joke.  A really, really funny one.  To me.  Now. Almost two years ago, it sounded wonderful.  Why hadn't I heard of this?  Think of it. Two people get married, have kids, build a life (sort of... … Continue reading Collaborate, dammit!