I have a beautiful Therapy Dog. He is a Kelpie/Cattle Dog cross. He is awesome and does his job brillantly. He can read my emotions and knows when I am in danger from self harm. He has saved me many times. If I get up during the night he awakes and wakes my husband who... Continue Reading →

Over the past few months, after months of contemplation, I decided five years was plenty. Though, I think it was more than six—6 years, since my first rendezvous with Paxil, Celexa, Metoprolol, and the like. Those days, I needed control… Insert Grad School A Glorified Hobby My Masterpiece Nonetheless, I gradually discovered, This world sucks […]Seeing... Continue Reading →

Warning: Graphic Content “I have heard real stories,” said my female therapist, “of men doing graphic and horrible things to women. I don’t think based on what you just told me, there is any justification for any accusation whatsoever. I think you have been saying a lot of hurtful things.” I figured my mother who was paying for... Continue Reading →

Ever since my daughter became ill with OCD, 5 or so years ago, I have been searching to find answers and a cure. OCD consumes so much of our lives, but it is the long road that we travel. It is part of us, and we have to come to an acceptance in order to […]Living... Continue Reading →

https://www.youtube.com/embed/vGq-T61oCD8?version=3&rel=1&fs=1&autohide=2&showsearch=0&showinfo=1&iv_load_policy=1&wmode=transparent I feel very stressed so I am writing here. While trying to read some online theses to get a clear idea on how to improve my research proposal, I have difficulty breathing. My heart feels very heavy and suffocated as if the nerves are strained at great strength. I am now listening to some... Continue Reading →

Dear reader, This is the story of my first contact with a counselling service, and what followed after. I haven’t spoken about this in public before, because it has been too upsetting. However, it’s necessary. My life’s mission now is to tell about the events that would’ve been left untold had I died when I […]Angel... Continue Reading →

How long will this subject remain in the shadows?  How long will it have such a stigma attached to it that people dare not even use the word ‘Depression’? Life has no value to depression.  EVERY DAY 121 Americans commit suicide.  50% of those people suffered from depression. More than 38,000 people a year commit […]Depression-A... Continue Reading →

I’ve learned a few things about blogging with Dissociative Identity Disorder in the years since I first posted this. I’ve learned that most people can’t and won’t understand DID; the people I want in my life are the people who try. I’ve learned that I do not owe anyone an apology for the DID, nor […]#MentalHealth:... Continue Reading →

…are most affected by my depression. When I stopped working, I quickly recognized how much I missed being together with my colleagues. This was not about deep conversations, but very mundane things – those little snippets of life we shared, like “Are you feeling better?”, “How is your move from A to B going?”, “What […]Social... Continue Reading →

Hello again. It is I, another rando on the Internet. I haven’t been blogging so much recently. What with constant shielding for nearly six months, I haven’t had much to say. Being locked down for so long was a drama. A ton of shit went down over that time, and I don’t feel like anyone […]A... Continue Reading →