So how often should I blog about my mental illness?

I tried to objectively ask myself this question, but I don't think I could be honest with myself, not even in a whisper, perhaps because I am inherently biased. If I were to alter the question to—How often should I write about mental illnesses?—would the answer be different? If you're like me, blogging is a cathartic process,…

Eat Grubs

If you were ever wondering what the official term for 'fear of creepy crawlies (insects)' is, it's the endearingly-titled entomophobia. Specific crawler fear can be broken down into more particular descriptions: in the cases of bees it's apiphobia, or ants it's myrmecophobia, and perhaps our favourite, of the reigning creepy crawler, arachnophobia. Sticking with entomophobia…

Just breathe

Some words need life breathing into them, others just drip off the tongue like honey. It's a peculiar time right now. Nothing appears to follow any order, routine, sequence or plan. Each day, in fact each hour, is a different story to tell, a different emotion heralding a seemingly different outcome. It's confusing. Keeping a…

Pushing through

8 weeks today sounds like a great deal of time to accomplish many things; it also feels like no time at all. The past 3 weeks feel wasted having had to deal with 'stuff': tummy upset, nausea, headaches, stress, mania, hypomania, irritability, fatigue, roller coaster emotions, insomnia, runner's knee, children's infirmary visits, broken phone, kaput…