Mental illness is tidal. I’m depressed again. I didn’t notice until yesterday. I often don’t notice right away. It can take a bit to tease out the motivations behind my behaviours, especially when there are other challenges in my life. The grief I’m feeling since my mother’s death, and coming to terms with the new relationship with my aging father take a toll. People who … Continue reading I’m technically depressed.
I have no plan. I don’t think much about the future. Not about next week, or next month, or next year. I used to, many, many years ago. When I was a child and wanted to be an aerospace engineer. Or a biochemist. Or a surgeon. Back when I had plans for the future. But an eating disorder, though it taunts you with ideas of … Continue reading Nihilism is almost never a good idea – an off-the-cuff joint.
The content recounts the decision to euthanize a beloved cat, Lizzie, due to her worsening arthritis and aggression. The author reflects on Lizzie’s independent nature and the difficult but necessary choice to end her suffering. The emotional account captures the tender moments leading up to Lizzie’s peaceful passing. Continue reading She was (not) a good cat, but I loved her anyway – an off-the-cuff-joint.
In threes We liked things in three long before Dorothy exclaimed, “Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my!” in The Wizard of Oz. It’s been a popular grouping display in the oldest of art, and a well-utilized interior decorating device since people started displaying collectibles on mantles, but for me, the Oz connection trumps all. When I put things together in groups of three, I hear … Continue reading Grief, Memories, and Traditions: Navigating Life After Loss
From Famine to Feast 