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
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.
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
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!