I write from my heart and from my mind, not heeding any internal or external censor. That is how I think. That is who I am. Each individual reader must decide for themselves whether they can handle reading potentially disturbing…
2014-05-28 Both yesterday and today I screwed up my meds. When I got ready for bed last night, I saw that I hadn’t yet taken my morning dose of escitalopram oxalate (Lexapro). Then this morning after I took my morning meds,…
Irritable Headachy Not sleepy and it’s late Been bitchy Too critical On the rag Approaching menopause Mean Had a couple of days of clouds Of gloom Slept Now this Irritated Change again Back to sunny Too soon Too much Cannot…
This morning I struggled to keep my eyes open as I drove my son to school. No more searing heat, Santa Ana winds, and fire. May gloom is here. We need the coolness. We need rain. Unfortunately, when the sun…
This spring I had the pleasure of corresponding with Katherine Sartori regarding her novel The Chosen Shell, which was inspired by her experiences as a nun in the 1960s. Sartori’s protagonist, Celie O’Rourke, struggled with reconciling her vocation as an…
After I had my breakdown at age thirty, I moved back in with my parents. I found I wasn’t able to function on my own. I would fall asleep driving to my temporary job with Kaiser. When at the job,…
Tuesday April 29th I went to group therapy and attended my first Toastmasters meeting. Toastmasters was very structured, probably too structured for my tastes; though, the structure worked well in that they covered a lot of ground in one hour.…
When driving my son to school, I commented that it was a blustery day. He responded, “No, it’s the Apocalypse.” WIth the temperatures approaching 100°F and the Santa Ana winds whipping through dry brush and parched trees, he may be…
My California Marriage and Family Therapist license is now current and renewed until May 31, 2016. Inactive license no more. Yes, that’s right, inactive no more. Coming out of a long, very long, two decade long, sabbatical. Wahoo! Here are…
Thursday a new member of OC Writers, a MeetUp writing group I attend, referred to my work as “changing the world.” Of course, he hadn’t yet read my blog. As a Christian author, he assumed my writing was altruistic, since I described…