Research, reality, and new pets.
When I got involved with a man who had kids, I read all the parenting books I could find. Ditto when I found out I was pregnant. I do not like to “wing it,” especially when so much information is available. It makes sense, therefore, that I researched bringing home rescue dogs before I did. “Of course, you did,” is how those in my circle … Continue reading Research, reality, and new pets.
Pets and Purpose
I’ve too much to say and nothing to say at the exact same time. I’m full of feelings and empty as well. I’m going through the motions, but everything feels a little bit false, and a little bit empty. I feel like I’m trapped in amber, separated from the world and her brother, and unable to escape. I want to emerge and connect again in … Continue reading Pets and Purpose
Happy New Year, and All That Jazz
An off-the-cuff production This has been an interesting holiday season for me. My mom died a year ago. It turns out that most of my interest in participating in Christmas is related to her. I’m not religious, and once she died, the urge to join in on the day’s festivities disappeared as well. This isn’t to say I didn’t want other people to be happy. … Continue reading Happy New Year, and All That Jazz
Risking eating disorder relapse during times of grief.
Sliding and self-sabotage The good behaviours drift away slowly, quiet-like so you don’t notice, so the alarms don’t ring. What is this tendency we have towards shooting ourselves in the foot? I know this isn’t just a me thing. I’m often surprised our species survives. Self-sabotage is especially true of new and improved behaviours. They’re harder to hang onto in times of stress. It’s when … Continue reading Risking eating disorder relapse during times of grief.
