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

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.

Why Lizzo’s Weight ISN’T Your Business

Assuming things about people and body shaming is just wrong especially when you’re in no better shape than the person you are talking about.

The Story of My Mental Illness

Before I was actually diagnosed with MDD, I knew there was a problem but there was nothing I could do to fix it until I got my own insurance and so the journey began. Here is my story.

Issues with Weight

My struggles and frustrations with weight and having to constantly explain everything I have tried to well meaning people.

The Aftermath

While writing this blog, someone tried to test me. Lets just say that my psychiatrist, psychologist, and meds are out here saving lives and I even finished the blog.

I’d Rather Be Manic

This mess is for the birds, for real. Being depressed and unmotivated gets you nothing in life. I’m over here gaining weight even though I work out. Feeling suicidal daily is fun and reading psychiatric charts makes it even more fun. People have some very creative ways of attempting but they don’t succeed. Therefore, I

Losing Weight

If a woman works out to lose weight, sometimes (if not most times), it’s for their own satisfaction. I don’t do it for a soul. Thanks for your concern though.

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

The Story of My Mental Illness

Because this is Mental Health Awareness Month, I decided that today is the day that I tell the story of my diagnosis, symptoms, frustrations, treatments, and all that good stuff. If there are any questions that you would like to ask, please feel free to do so. When Did I Notice a Problem? When I