Tales from the Psych Ward (Part One)

Back Again Okay, 12 years ago, I had to go to Southern Maryland Hospital for getting extremely triggered by my father and cutting the tendons in my hand. I talked about it a little in The Story of My Mental Illness. Well, I found myself back at the same hospital although it is now Medstar Southern

You Called a Therapist …Now What?

Therapy is work. Are you up to the challenge?

Why I Haven’t Been Blogging for a While

I have been MIA because the “bipolar” got me again and I have been so unmotivated but I hope to get back on my grind with my blogs. I have been doing this for nine years according to WordPress. I haven’t been consistent but we have added that to my list of goals with my social worker.

Today Was Supposed to be My Last Day (Part 2)

I almost took all my pills but I didn’t. Here’s why.

My Favorite Podcasts (True Crime Edition Part 1)

Here are some of my favorite true crime podcasts that helped me get through the pandemic and life itself.

My Village

It Has Been a Rough Number of Months One thing I can say is that I have never had to handle all of the things that I have been through alone. I have spoken before of my village and I love them for all the things that they do. Their support comes in many forms.

Another Altercation with My Daughter

Dealing with your own mental illness while keeping yourself in check during an assault by your own child is something that is very hard to do, especially when you have a history of violence and are filled with rage.

The Aftermath – Part 2

There is always support, take it. Well, take the good kind where they don’t point fingers and act like you’re an idiot.

Dumb Crap on My Mind

Mad If I hadn’t gone to the flippin psych ward, I would still have my streaks on Duolingo and MyFitnessPal. I kind of don’t even want to keep up with my languages anymore because I’m bitter. I don’t want to do anything today. I went to take a nap at lunch and got mad for

I Went to a Podcast Show “Alone”

Why I Don’t Do People I am an introvert.  If you have been following my blog, you know how I feel about “peopling” and all that good stuff.  I am not a fan of people.  I don’t like people.  People are rude.  People are a trigger for me.  With that said, you saw from my