depression – Rantings of a Mad Woman

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

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

Today Was Going to be My Last Day

When you’re truly just ready to go. I have to really think about things and be grateful for what I DO have. People around the world don’t have the things I have and I have to acknowledge and appreciate what I do have even when times are hard

Trying to Figure Out My Rage Regarding this Trial

Maybe writing about this will help me figure out what is wrong with me and why I am so invested in this case.

Issues with Weight

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

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.Continue reading “My Village”

It’s My Birthday….Big WHOOP!

Birthday reflections

Yesterday Was my Eight Year Blogaversary!

I have been doing this for 8 years now which is funny because many of the topics I have spoken on are still very relevant today to the point that I don’t even have to say anything. I just copy the link to one of my blog posts. I don’t know if that’s lazy, good, or bad. Oh well!

Today Was a Good Day

Just as there are bad days, there are good days. I appreciate the good days when they come and sometimes we have to focus on the positive to make it through the bad days.

Tales from the Psych Ward (Part 3): “Therapy”

I Don’t Know MUCH BUT… I do know that therapy should be a bit more tailored to the person that is receiving it. The last time I was at Southern Maryland, I wasn’t as knowledgeable regarding psychology. I was obtaining my Associate’s at the time but I just think that there is so much moreContinue reading “Tales from the Psych Ward (Part 3): “Therapy””

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 SouthernContinue reading “Tales from the Psych Ward (Part One)”