I’m making an effort to blog for seven days straight. I’m on day three. I’m trying to make a habit out of it, and I didn’t think I could really mentally commit to the 21 days or whatever it takes to establish a new habit, so I am…
Or am I? “A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days.” -Annie Dillard I have just finished the spring term ASL 102 class at our community college. I took 101 in the fall. I am taking ASL because my daughter is hard of…
*This post contains affiliate links. You can read my full disclosure here. Financial distress. It can get the best of us into a heap of worries. But what does it do to our art? I’m reading through Austin Kleon’s new book, Keep Going: 10 Ways to Stay Creative…
I was featured on OC87 Recovery Diaries the week of April 10, and like a dunce I forgot to announce it here. You can hop over and read my story if you’d like. You’ll find it here. Thanks for visiting!
Mental health professionals are supposed to protect a vulnerable population. They are supposed to be our advocates and they are supposed to be trustworthy. But that’s not always the case. I’ve suffered verbal abuse and sexual harassment at the hands of two different mental health professionals. I’ll talk about…
When there are no boundaries on your imagination, but severe boundaries on your practical possibilities, you find yourself unable to move. Or at least I do. Work is sketchy right now. I was unable to work for several months due to being crazy, and now I feel like I…
I’m sorry I’ve been absent for so long. I was waiting to hear whether I have cancer or not (I do not, thankfully), and I haven’t been able to think or function well. I keep starting to write this post and then I feel like I have nothing…
For most of my adult life, I was on social security disability for my schizophrenia. Several years ago, I was off meds and doing really well and I felt like I could work. I believed that if I could work, I should work, and not be taking from the social…
Surrealism (2000) I wasn’t sure if the punch was spiked or what, and I didn’t want to offend anyone by asking. These were supposed to be good Christian kids, but I really didn’t bank on that phrase having much significance anymore. My had invited me back to his hometown to…
I’ve decided that every Monday until my book is released I’m going to post a section from it on my blog. I guess I’m starting on the second Monday in January, but oh well. Let me know what you think! Dr. W. (2001) Whoever thought it was…
