I used to be a pretty girl. Not saying I’m not now but smack in the middle of middle age, as much as I hate to admit it, girl no longer applies. Approaching another birthday very quickly I think I’m resigned to the facts : 1. I may be a spinster ( such a weird… Read More Diary of a Crazy Future Old Lady
OK. Not the big big leagues. The little big leagues. I’m gonna say the equivalent of “going to the show”. In little league terms. Baseball. We are talking about baseball in case the none baseball fans aren’t quite with me yet. Now that we are all on the same page, let’s get on with it… Read More From the Sandlot to the Big Leagues – Life Lessons from Baseball
When my brother and I were little we found a treasure trove of records, 45’s and 78’s which were my mom’s and her brothers when they were younger. We still had record players back then, in the not so distant past I might add, We had one of the semi-portable ones and would sit in… Read More Big Bad Bruce (Jenner)
When I was first diagnosed with Bipolar, I was put on meds of course, and they sucked. Bad. I have tried different ones here and there but have remained pretty much pharmaceutically medicated free. I will admit that part of this was because the last couple years I had no insurance and the cost of… Read More Revelations of the Medicinal Sort
Life is funny sometimes. Ok a lot of the time. I have to laugh because there is nothing much else to do when things don’t go as planned, crying is not an option really. If you read part 1 and part 2 of the Single mom’s (dad’s too) summer survival guide, you know it took… Read More Single Mom’s (ok Dad’s too) Summer Survival Guide – Pt 3; Sometimes you just have to wing it
There seemed, in this place, the normal cliques of society working, only in standards no one normal could possibly recognize. Riley hadn’t quite figured out the hierarchy, having kept to herself as much as possible since arriving. She studied groups intently however during meals and other chances to be social, to see if she could figure… Read More Strange Bonds for Social Circles- (I’m not alright)
Morning was always an odd experience inside the locked ward at Mercy General. At first, when the mind perceived it was not exactly asleep and coming to, the sounds and smells were odd but quickly comforting in the fact of the safety of being in a place one didn’t have to make all the decisions.… Read More Mornings in the Looney Bin
Because day to day living isn’t hard enough to navigate with bipolar disorder or other SMI (serious mental illness) let’s add dating and see if you can manage a relationship too. So you go online, find the dating site of your choice and start to write your profile when it occurs to you; Is there… Read More Dating Dilemmas for the Crazy; when to spill the beans.
Running Naked with Scissors – it’s an attitude. Know your abilities Test your limits Be brave Listen to your gut do what feels right take chances don’t quit Don’t apologize for who.you are Think Believe in yourself Let go of propriety Give it all you’ve got Be accountable Be kind Help those in need Don’t… Read More How to Run Naked With Scissors..getting past who you are expected to be, to who you are meant to be
Dear Ignorant Hater , I understand you are afraid of me and know that fear causes you to act a dick, attempting to make me feel less than you think you are. I’m tired of proving you wrong when you aren’t looking, tired of expending energy to try to help you change your mind and… Read More Dear Ignorant Haters- how about you suck eggs?
How many different kinds of love are there? You think many from growing up when you were told at every turn, typically after questioning why you felt the same way about your Great Aunt Gertie as you did your favorite stuffed animal? Or why mommy and daddy kissed but you weren’t supposed to kiss your brother/sister/cousin/insert relative… Read More Love is Love..
It’s kind of a special day today here at Running Naked With Scissors HQ… I feel like I should throw some glitter or, get a brass band …something to make it a bit festive, party like. I think anyways. I am not really sure if this is a good thing or the beginning of really… Read More My Mean Streak and a Little Mischieveous Retribution
My Dearest Joshua (previously known on this blog as Mr Smarty Pants thinks he Knows it all 16, and 17 yo ) There are times in a mother’s life when she cannot help but wonder by what grace of which powers that be she is lucky enough to be blessed with children of high-caliber and excellent… Read More A Letter to my Son on the Occasion of Becoming an Adult
Last Year; Ah the promise that title holds. especially if you are a struggling single mom and if you are a newbie to singledom with offspring, you may have clicked on it hoping to have the magic answer to your questions and not have to reinvent the wheel of surviving while the kids are out… Read More A Single Mom’s (ok, Dad’s too) Summer Survival Guide Part 2; Now What?
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