Posts about, among other things, mental illness, mental health, and recovery.
I’ve filled quite a few planters for the back deck this year. The usual azaleas and rhododendrons are sharing space with, among other things, three containers of potatoes. They’re doing quite well. I’m going to harvest one this week, in point of fact. The new potatoes are ready, so abundant that there’s too much pressure on the sacks to dig them out. Such is the … Continue reading Taking compliments.
I decided to make a mix of dirt and diatomaceous earth to spoon on the houseplants rather than try and add the dusty stuff loose. I’m having a problem with fungal gnats; when you have as many houseplants as I do, that’s an issue. I’ve been using the sticky traps Doctor Google suggested, but that only captures them after the fact, and they seem … Continue reading I’m pretty sure I’m (not) fine.
My dad didn’t die on my birthday. I’m glad. It’s selfish, I know, but I didn’t want those two things tied forever in my memory. He wasn’t dead yesterday; I don’t know how things are going to go today. I love swimming. I love being in the water. As I child, I wanted a pool more than anything and I thought my parents were selfish … Continue reading When your parents are dying.
My world has become odd. I’m anhedonic much of the time. Luckily, I have practice faking it. But between PTSD and pending grief, times are tough. Add very ill parents who need daily help, my own issues, and friends trapped in their own worlds of pain, and suddenly, dissociating makes sense. Being flat keeps me safer but my creativity takes a hit. It’s driven by … Continue reading Share your world.
From Famine to Feast 