Suicide Prevention Month – My Story Part 3

I have no idea what a normal mom is, but I know I am not one.  Before, I was Super Mom and now I am some sort of odd hippie, zen, metal head mom.  I never allowed myself to believe I was a good or even decent mom.  I have six eyes watching me and … Continue reading Suicide Prevention Month – My Story Part 3

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Suicide Prevention Month – My Story Part 1

I am 13 years old.  I’m in 7th grade.  I’m on the bus, and I have the asshole kid in front of me reminding me how fat I am.  He’s added, now, to close my legs, because I smell like fish. My stomach crawled in my throat, and my heart is desperately trying to plug my … Continue reading Suicide Prevention Month – My Story Part 1

“Modern” Medicine

I will be the first person to admit that I am not tech savvy.  I call myself a caveman with an iPhone all the time.  Like everyone, I'm kind of hooked on my blinking rectangle.  Between Facebook and texts, I'm inundated with reading crap.  One day, I actually realized it makes my anxiety worse.  I … Continue reading “Modern” Medicine