Human nature makes us do crazy, stupid, and terrible things to each other when we’re scared. I am human. I don’t want to add to the chaos.
At some point in any relationship, we all ask ourselves, "Is it worth the effort to continue? What am I receiving from this?"
We have always learned by living, always curiously investigating the world around us.
Searching for authenticity and using my words like magic spells.
While I did spend a considerable amount of time trying to master my depression and anxiety by “surfing,” I was always on the lookout for a better way, a method or analogy better suited for my personality.
My dreams reflect my desire for someone to help me, fix it for me, and return things to normal.
Most days, when my husband finishes work, we go for a walk. Sometimes it’s just down to the mailbox and back, a little more than a mile. Other days we feel like we should go farther and make the long loop around our block, about almost three miles. It’s good exercise for us, physically...
It’s about hoarding…and it’s not what you’re probably thinking.
I know! There’s just so much going on lately and I do have a lot of thoughts about it. I also talk about it a lot, privately with people I know want to have a real conversation. I don’t typically post about my political leanings and I rarely read social media posts or mainstream...
Only in fiction does a story start and end.