Too much stress to handle, so I may hide or freeze.
Or go on a mental “vacation”, to bring myself some ease. Continue reading
I received an e-mail from a mental health-related organization asking members to think about making a wellness resolution for 2018. Though many of you reading this may not have a mental illness, I bet a lot of you do deal with stress in your life, and maybe because of that, your health may be affected in small or even larger ways. Or if not, there are always ways to even further increase psychological, physical, or even spiritual wellness. New Years Day is coming up in just a few days, and the pressure to make a resolution of sorts is here. I happen to think wellness resolutions trump other types in that they can be among the most doable and beneficial of them all. Continue reading
Yesterday I woke up refreshed from a trip to the sunny south, kind of like a much needed winter migration vacation. The light and warmth seemed to recharge my energy and soul. For the first time in ages I got into the car and drove. I stopped here and there, and it seemed like everywhere on a special new found mission. Even though I eventually returned home, I didn’t feel like I drove “back” to any place. Instead, it was like a one-way ride heading forward for a change. My front door was like the entrance to a new house and inside I didn’t head to any old safe nook. I explored new rooms, walked around different corners. Saw things I never before recalled seeing. Continue reading
Obviously from the title you know what this post will be about. Believe me when I say that I thought twice about writing it. Just like certain illnesses, a decision to remain childless, is often stigmatized. Many people assume that childless women have a physical inability to have children, and may therefore be pitied, or seem cold-hearted in some ways for not liking children. There are other reasons, too, that may be judged. I don’t think that because I choose childlessness for certain reasons, that other women similar to me should, too. I believe in freedom of choice, and hope that I won’t be judged harshly for mine. Continue reading
Do you have a favorite season of the year? If so, which one and why?
After a long winter, I welcome the spring for the flowers, milder temperatures and the pleasure to see the grass again. Though summer sports and vacations have their appeal, the extreme heat and humidity can be too much for me. Yes, winter has its wonderland days, but at my age the fun of making snowmen, igloos, and having snow ball fights has sort of passed. Now it’s more fear of driving in the snow, clearing off cars, and shivering any time I go out the door.
So, my favorite season is fall. Continue reading
I have encountered a few blogs that post mostly about striving to be the absolute best or being a stereotypical “success” in life. It’s like they feel that nothing below the “best” is adequate and that not being the king or queen of the mountain, the head of the whole shebang, the crème de la crème, etc., is good enough. I’m afraid I’ve not been able to continue reading such posts. Not so much because I don’t think I’d ever be capable if I put in 110% and had a little luck, but because sometimes and for somethings 110% seems like too much, especially if it breeds obsession, and feelings of inadequacy if you don’t meet such lofty goals. Such a difficult meal to cook can turn out to be inedible. Continue reading
In a small house lived three creatures yearning for inner peace. Though they loved and supported each other, any kind of sickness still seemed contagious. The stress was like a thick cloud that filled everyone’s lungs like an allergen. You may see that such pain manifests itself sometimes in similar or other times in different ways among closely connected people. Much of it is indeed born from stress, anxiety or depression. Much of it is also self-destructive. In these cases, it’s almost obsessive or compulsive in nature. At least the examples I provide below are. Continue reading
In the past, I have suffered consequences from not tapering off certain medications according to my doctor’s instructions. Perhaps I finally threw in the towel on a medication because of unbearable side effects and wishing to go off the medication as soon as possible, I took the matter into my own hands. Hey! It’s my body and brain. I can do whatever I want to do! Yeh, but boy was I in for a big surprise. My illness either came back with a vengeance, and I ended up in the hospital multiple times as a result, or Continue reading
Consider reading Childhood interrupted (Part 1) before reading this post.
I remember when I first met the replacement guidance counselor, I liked him immediately. Unlike the former counselor who acted like a disciplinarian, this new gentleman had kind eyes, a soft voice, and unlike most school officials, seemed to treat me like more than just a kid. He was genuinely concerned about what had happened to me. Continue reading