Making The Invisible Visible [365 Days of Migraine: Day 17]

In 1998, when I got my fifth tattoo – actually my fourth AND fifth, I got them at the same time – my dad said I might “have a hard time finding a husband,” and my mom developed a theory. Her theory had to do with my migraines, and how my new passion for getting…

Challenges: Personal and Otherwise

  From the very start, I have had mixed feelings about the Ice Bucket Challenge. Undeniably the online phenomenon, which quickly went viral, has raised a huge amount of money for ALS, regardless of what percentage of the funds actually get used for research (which is a discrepancy some have pointed out). Another truth is,…

365 Days of Migraine: Day 8 “PANIC (new moon)”

Right now, I have a headache. I had a small one this morning, for which I took half an imitrex, and I felt good about that, considering yesterday I needed two. At noon, I went to the tattoo shop to get my very first tattoo, a crescent moon I acquired in 1996, covered by an…

Turn And Face The Strange

Today is my birthday. In general, like many adults, I dread this day every year. Not because I have a problem with my age so much as the marking of another 365 days gone by, facing where I am in juxtaposition with where I feel I should be, or thought I would be. I am…

Hi

Things aren’t going too well. I have Liebster Awards to process and drafts to finish but I just can’t. Our poverty is getting the best of me. I’ll write more when I can.

Re: I Noticed You Signed The President’s Birthday Card, but…

Dear Jordan, Since the Republicans decided to sue President Obama (an act, by the way, which is infuriating me more than anything that has occurred in politics since the Supreme Court decided to grant W the presidency in 2000), I have received – wait, let me count them – 36 emails asking me to donate…

Food Stamps

I got a letter from Job & Family Services informing me that I am to call in for my phone interview tomorrow for my SNAP application. Also, by August 14 I have to turn in all of the following: -Birth certificates for all of us -Social Security cards for all of us -Our marriage license…

#MHAM Photo Challenge Day 16: Distraction

My dog Asia is my best distraction. My kids really distract me too, but are obviously much more than distractions in my life, they are its whole purpose, at times. Facebook is another great distraction, and reading, when I feel well enough…

Good Things.

Very soon after I wrote the WWED entry, on February 18, things lined up in that magical way that sometimes happens, the way that makes me feel like the universe is letting me know I’m doing something right. It started with panic. I had a week or so left of my Ritalin preventative, no Ativan,…

WWED?

As I re-read the contents of this blog, spanning the past few years with several long gaps, varying degrees of anonymity, and accompanying various use of writing skill (along with good judgement or lack thereof), I wonder about the “lady” I’ve become. In real life, I’m not sure I am any longer a worthwhile friend,…

This sucks

I am alone and feel like I’m falling apart. We are both emotionally unstable and I am chronically ill. My beautiful girls are basically living with my parents right now while I am prostrate and in grief. What will become of us?

I love my dog part 2

It’s amazing how any time I manage to write about something positive, there is an equal and opposite reaction to contradict what I’ve expressed to the world. Because I was down, the night got crazy. Both my mother-in-law and my dad had to come over at different times which worked Asia up. Then she probably…