I hope this finds you well. I feel quite derelict in my duties – I’ve not been reading much from the blogging world. I don’t know how things are going in that world. If it makes you feel better, I’m neglecting the people in my physical circle as well. Rejection loves company. My capacity tanks when I’m depressed and struggling with my c-PTSD. I like … Continue reading Bring on the light – an off-the-cuff joint.
For the people in the back keeping score, it’s a new month. April showers bring May flowers, but April also brings the month of “be the change.” That’s my theme. Keep moving forward, let it go, seize the day, and be the change were the first four months of 2023. It’s going okay, though I suspect “be the change” requires more than keyboard warrioring. I … Continue reading Monday mood – an off-the-cuff joint.
Ramen or KD, but first, let me take a selfie. Or provide some definitions. When I say “ramen,” I’m referring to the Mr. Noodles et al dehydrated packs of near food available twelve to the dollar at Walmart – six if you splurge for the Sapporo Ichiban brand. It is marginally better. I’m not referring to the lovely, freshly-made versions I’ve never had the privilege … Continue reading Ramen or KD?
The best and worst thing about recovery is the learning. There’s so much of it. I decided shortly before arriving that my last in-patient treatment was going to be the last. It was do-or-die time, not hyperbole considering both the status of my eating disorder and my recent suicide attempt. Attempts screw you up beyond the issues that got you there in the first place. … Continue reading Important lessons get repeated
From Famine to Feast 