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Lies.. lies… lies..
I get to these points… these low points of sadness, where I simply cannot function. And I don’t know what to do with that, because depression isn’t something that I deal with on the often. I review, reflect, rewind all of it. I go from every little mistake I made to even things that I…
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Abandonment issues….
(Disclaimer: shit’s about to get real raw) Abandonment issues are a real thing. One day you wake up and realize, “yes- I do have them.” And believe me, I realized this long ago… and then I push it back and deny it. Then it hits me front and center… and then I deny it. Perhaps…
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Breathe through the hard parts…
I’ve been awake a total of two and a half hours, and I already know what kind of day it’s going to be. A struggle. I’m disorganized, indecisive, feel misplaced, and on edge. By on edge, I don’t mean irritable. I mean, like my insides are a ball of rubber bands popping one at a…
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“Where’ve YOU been?”
Right here. Living life. With my brain going 90 mph on a million different things I should be writing, or could be writing, would be interesting to write about. It’s been a roller coaster of some “mental health” days, let me tell you! And until you experience it, you’ve no idea! And if you have…
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“You saved my life…”
This isn’t my story to tell, but I’m going to tell it anyway. My best friend has had an uphill battle for quite a while now. Even more so in the last year. Her most recent battle. Brain surgery. Notice, I use the word “battle.” That’s what it is. It’s a battle. The war is…
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My brain… My brain… My brain…
Mental health is no joke. If you’ve followed me for any length of time, you know that I suffer from some of this. I’m fortunate. I recognized. Continue to recognize it. And I’m medicated. Just the same.. It rears it’s head from time to time. Medication doesn’t mean it never flares up. It means the…
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Henry Solomon Scott Jr. (02/04/1946-10/25/25)
I cannot find one word to describe him. Too many fill my head in such a torrential fashion. Roughly five years ago, Henry started his journey on both Parkinson’s and Kidney Disease. In the beginning, Henry was a dad who stepped up. By the end, Henry had been the dad who stepped in. From day…
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2025… Peace out!
I would be amiss if I didn’t post about New Year’s on New Year’s, even though I’ve been “name-dropping” it for weeks now. As long as I can remember, I’ve spent New Year’s Eve with my family. My mom and dad when they were together, my meemaw, or my parents (my mom and Henry.) I…
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Donna Renee Cone (11/03/61-04/27/25)
If I had to describe her in one word.. it would be “faithful.” From the first time I met her, she treated me as one of her own. She loved me, and she was honest, brutally at time, but honest with me. She was kind. I’ve met one other person like her and that was…
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2025 in a Nutshell
2025 absolutely sucked! It started in February. On February 21st, Brittany got a phone call that her mother had lung cancer. The next day, we found out it was in her bones, brain, stomach, and adrenal glands. She had 4 months without treatment, 7 without. She chose no treatment. Brittany went to take care of…