Doctors. Im talking to you. More specifically, those in the mental health profession. Sure, your job isn’t easy. I get it. You worry about “getting it wrong”. Whatever the “it” is, can screw you over if you mess up. (That’s why you get paid the “big bucks”). Here’s the thing….while I’m sure you’re more… Read More You had one job….
See what I did there? 😏 Well…… IF you’ve been following along with my blog, you might remember my recent descent into utter confusion and chaos. Being bounced around from one “professional” to another while resulting in nothing more than exponential unanswered questions, has been less than productive. However despite my nagging feeling of… Read More False negatives and other positive certainties…..
The epitome of neutral. The siphoning of hues. Losing all ink. -Yet covered in blues. Flooded with paper And covered in chalk Coughing on excess Still able to talk Words trapped in symphonies Logic astray Sense makes no sense to me All fades away…. If i could If I could… Today would be That day… Read More Toast, crackers, and Sea foam green
You read that correctly. It’s true. In the dark of night, is when it comes out to play… My night owl. During the day, it naps. It naps so hard, you might think it’s comatose. It wears sunglasses. Just in case…. It knows….oh it KNOWS! So very much. The thing is, it doesn’t want the… Read More My night owl can solve equations…what can yours do?
Here I am again…pondering everything 🙄 Ever had anxiety so damn bad that it cleverly disguised itself as another condition?? No? Just me? All I can do is sit here and shake my head. Really. At the moment, there’s nothing else I can do. According to well educated neuropsychologists, and a (less than familiar) neighborhood… Read More Sirens, fog, and muted silence
Confused? You and me both. If you’ve been following my blog, you may have noticed a dramatic shift. I’ve gone from comical day to day stories, sharply shifting into more serious realities- involving my own mental health… It wasn’t a conscious choice. I enjoyed sharing my epic tales of mothering (and fitness) awkwardness. As time… Read More 1+1=banana?????
Too good to be seen Too smart to be mean Too quiet to make noise Too nice sharing toys Too seen Always good Never mean if she would No noise Quiet down Her noise Dropped down D tune Let it rest Far soon But the best Deep down Weighted vest No one knows It’s her… Read More Dropped D
She sits alone, with them nearby Muted screams, diluted by Her grades get by What’s needed-Why? She passes fine No questions asked, continuing along the path She stops again, but leaves it last They seem to think she’s passed the test Not knowing if she’s read……at best As time goes by, she questions…why? The tests… Read More Study me.
She sits alone Tapping her shoe The quiet noise That no knew No one knows A thing about her They think they do But they doubt her Masking her fidget Squirming subtle Silent contents Inner struggle A slight smile Loss of thought Such a trial! And still not caught… And yet again She taps her… Read More Quiet. Noise.
Patiently impatient Pacing back and forth Sneakers tapping the pavement Silent knock on the door Swollen lips Bit down to bloody bits Finger tips Calloused from lack of quit Reaching for water Driven by madness Preventable thirst Alone surround by it They don’t know Never will This secret, this pill I can’t swallow beyond the… Read More An ode to my ever so demanding anxiety…