But since I've been honest about where I'm at and willing to detach from the outcome, I've realized that when people judge or criticize me because of my illness that's on them. What they think of me is not my problem, it's theirs
https://youtu.be/7jDN1nUx1ZM We with chronic illness are badass warriors. I thought I was done. I thought I was free. I thought a new chapter had begun. I even made a (now) embarrassing YouTube video about how I "beat Epstein-Barr in 12 weeks." I'm an optimist with bipolar disorder, can you blame me? BUT I always want... Continue Reading →
Most people don't know the Phoenix lights her own funeral pyre. Because death and fire aren't negatives for her. Fire cleanses her so she can be reborn. She does this over and over again in her lifetime.
A day in the life. I blogged through most of my 4 years of postpartum depression. I call it postpartum depression, but really it was prenatal depression, childbirth trauma and postpartum mania, OCD and depression, but that's way too long to write every single time. Back to the blog. I locked it down years ago,... Continue Reading →