Riley Reynolds was 32 and a half years old the morning she woke up crazy. It was a bizarre and beautiful and terrifying experience all at once. Pretty much the same as her life up until that point, bizarre, beautiful and most of all terrifying. Lost, she never understood why she was so different, When… Read More Her name is… (prelude to Mornings)
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.
When I was a little girl, I traveled quite a bit more than in recent years, lucky enough to go to England at 10 or 11 to visit my aunt, uncle and cousins. Times were different back then, as many of us know, and my parents put my brother and I on a transatlantic flight,… Read More Ugly American?
Why is the sky blue? Why do the flowers bloom? Why when I’m whiny and mad, do you send me to my room? Why, oh why ask why so much ? Why fault someone who does? Today’s Mental Moment … is about the dreaded why. Why we don’t like it and why we should consider the value… Read More Why ask Why? Mid-Afternoon Mental Moment
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?
The other day during the hustle and bustle of the holidays, sometime during a frantic morning meal, I was telling the kids the plan for the day, go to the store drop off something at somewhere get such and such for so and so come home and clean up the shit holes they call rooms Bubbsy,… Read More The Way Kids Think, (or is it just Bubbsy?)
My parents and I had a conversation the other day. That in itself is not that newsworthy don’t misunderstand, I talk to my parents everyday. It was notable in its content. Not notable really, just a little butterfly. I was pointing out how much TV influenced, and continues to influence the way we see the world… Read More Resolve, It Isn’t Just for Carpets Anymore, Midafternoon Mental Moment
Ho Ho Ho and Fa la la la la, de da de do do. That is my own made up version of Holiday carols. I do that sometimes and it’s always fun to play around with words and phrases, especially to illicit a laugh or two from an appreciating crowd. Or my kids. I know… Read More Dislike Unlike, Like Seriously? …a Mental Moment
Heartbeat, erratic as drops of rain on the windows in the gloomy pre-dawn light, fingers tapping a beat on the blanket, she was unsure if they tried to follow the rain or tripped after her heart. There seemed a pattern, in a second it was gone. Heart made sense, then rain, as the sense melted.… Read More Flash Fiction – Erratic
Musings on Super Heroes and Manic Stuff The power of the manic mind is that it moves so fast that it leaves societies’ restrictions, eating dust, breaking the barriers of inhibition, and laughing at the shockwave in its wake…the possibilities are astounding. Imagine it a dog free of its leash..running away without care until it… Read More Superheroes, Dogs and Shockwaves
Innocent Wild as the wind on a winter’s day Sweet as the flowers blooming in May Looking at life through eyes filled with wonder. Child, she was grown Innocent woman given To him her body to own In him belief Safety always For him, relief She was love Laughter, life A bubbling brook Time, attention,… Read More Innocent