Rambling thoughts on abuse and healing.

I feel like I’ve been healing and purging myself of the past lately. And by “the past”, I mean the child abuse I experienced. My friend Ash pointed out to me earlier today that I’m too hard on myself, and that I don’t think I’m a good person. This is odd, yet true. I mean,Continue reading “Rambling thoughts on abuse and healing.”

I’M NOT SUICIDAL!!

[I’m ranting later about that therapist who accused me of being suicidal when I wasn’t. Nothing to worry about.] I’m on chapter 3 of my false memories book, and I really don’t want to read this chapter. Here’s why, it’s opening: So you want to read a book on memory but don’t want to hearContinue reading “I’M NOT SUICIDAL!!”

Paranoia triggered!

Having conversed with that guy yesterday, it has raised some issues. No clue why, but I guess because we were discussing horrible happenings, like his friend doing years in prison for a crime he didn’t commit. I’m not sure why, but my mind went back to 2005, when I became psychotic. My mom responded byContinue reading “Paranoia triggered!”

What is this normalcy she spoke of?

Yesterday, I had the mother of all mood swings. I think it was premenstrual. I was talking to Sonya, who’s been beta reading my new cozy mystery novel. Sonya’s the most brilliant beta reader out there. She sort of put her foot in her mouth, and it made me burst into tears. I asked herContinue reading “What is this normalcy she spoke of?”

I’m confused about the stigma.

I’m confused about the stigma of mental illness. I agree that people shouldn’t be stigmatized for being mentally ill, but all too often, there’s overlap with other issues. First of all, people who are grossly immature are written off as being mentally ill. This is problematic because: people shouldn’t dismissively be called mentally ill, andContinue reading “I’m confused about the stigma.”

The start of the breakdown.

I wound up chatting with Norton support yet again, this time accusing them of being scammers in several different ways. Then I had some sort of hysterical meltdown and told them how hurtful it was to see my blog, my diary, marked as a known dangerous web page. The guy apologized, which was nice. MostContinue reading “The start of the breakdown.”

Paranoia in the new world.

So, Mother wrote me what I hope is a good check, and I took it to the bank a few minutes ago. Each area where you could fill out the deposit/withdrawal paperwork had a thing of hand sanitizer. There were three or four more bottles of the stuff up at the teller counter. My problemContinue reading “Paranoia in the new world.”

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