If we were having coffee If we were having coffee, I'd start off by saying I've been meaning to sit down and do this for a while, but I'm in that weird depressive place where I just have no motivation to do anything. I have all these things that I want and need to get … Continue reading Sharing My World Over Coffee – Episode 9
Tag: Mental health
The Shitshow
I could've titled this post "2023 in Review" or some such, but honestly...it was a shitshow, so that's what I'm calling it. When the year began, C was discharged by his retiring therapist because "you and his mom seem to have a good handle on everything." We had two or three "continuation of care" meetings … Continue reading The Shitshow
Dear Santa
It's been a long while. I can't even remember the last time I wrote you or sat in your lap—though I think sitting in your lap at this point would make us both uncomfortable. I sometimes wonder what you make of what Christmas has become or how it is used by some as a divisive … Continue reading Dear Santa
Sharing My World Over Coffee – Episode 8
If we were having coffee If we were having coffee, I'd ask why we're not having shots, instead. If we were having coffee, I'd tell you that I've spent most of the the last week in misery. Somehow, sleeping in what I'm guessing is some funky ass position has turned a cramped muscle in my … Continue reading Sharing My World Over Coffee – Episode 8
No Coming Back: Part 2
Part 1 It had been less than 48 hours since C was discharged from the ER when my phone rang. I checked the caller ID, and it was the school. I didn't think much of it because C sometimes pops into the front office between periods and calls me to tell me about something that … Continue reading No Coming Back: Part 2
No Coming Back
Baby C is named after his uncle, my ex-wife's brother, who passed away in 2007 from suicide. I understood my ex's desire for her brother's name to live on, but the idea made me uncomfortable. I know it's just a name, but being named after someone who died by suicide just didn't feel right to … Continue reading No Coming Back
A Million Things
This year has been a series of traumatic events, pushing me past where I had believed my limits lay. So many new lows have been reached that I even heard Alice whisper "What the fuck?" as I plummeted by her on my way down the rabbit hole. Certain personal relationships have been affected. I have … Continue reading A Million Things
Day Thirty-one: Committed
Today's prompt for the 31 Days of Self-Love challenge is... How can I commit to it or how can I do it? I don't know how to describe committing to something. It's not something there's even a word for, I think. I just decide that I'm gonna do a thing and hold myself to it. … Continue reading Day Thirty-one: Committed
Sharing My World Over Coffee – Episode 7
If we were having coffee If we were having coffee, I'd tell you that my life is like the Fast and Furious franchise, it just keeps throwing new shit my way whether it's good or it's not. If we were having coffee, I'd tell you that Baby B finally called me last week. The day … Continue reading Sharing My World Over Coffee – Episode 7
Day Thirty: Labelous
Today's prompt for the 31 Days of Self-Love challenge is... To be fair, I'm not a fan of labels. At least, when it comes to people. Labels are what we use to divide things, and I think things are too divided, don't you? If, however, the goal of this exercise is for me to select … Continue reading Day Thirty: Labelous