The Orange Bead Collection
Broken Kitchen Furniture and a Small Cat Named Frisco
Sometimes, all it takes is something small to jolt you from that incessant nightmare.
This Week was a Sack of Bricks Straight to the Chest
Two prominent community figures, lost to the world through suicide. In one painful week.
Quietly, On My Own Terms
And that, my dear, gives me so much hope.
The Terrifying Tales of the Depression Hibernation
Hello 2017, nice to meet you! I know, I know, my hiatus to the public world in terms of blog writing has been long-lasting, mostly fueled by my own depressive waves and the crippling inability to do anything “extra” besides the necessary painfully present. I wish that I could say that I am sorry, that I apologize for reemerging into the world like a flower bud after a bitter winter, but I’m truly not. Sometimes a person with Mental Illness just needs a BREAK. Well, lots of breaks. They will probably need more breaks than you're used to allowing a...