“Congratulations,” the doctor stuck his head in the door. “You’re pregnant.” He shut the door. 18, straight out of the mental hospital, barely able to take care of myself – and now this? I had never had anything close to a pregnancy scare. Always responsible, I carried around condoms in my purse just in case.…

Because of my eccentricities (including a mental illness or two) I’ll never be a reliable narrative when it comes to the world of ghosts and aliens. However, my bedroom is haunted. I hear music playing in it all the time and when I leave the room to see if it’s a neighbor blasting their jams,…

I woke up, biked 20 miles on my stationary bike, listened to a youtube video of Sharon Olds and then wrote. I’m writing about my past, and admittedly it’s a little dark. So dark, in fact, it sent me into a major funk where all I wanted to do was watch Hallmark movies. A simple…

I wanted to show you a few ornaments from my tree which is basically a love letter to my husband. That’s my tree tour! Happy holidays!

I just started sending out holiday cards that read ”All is great here and we’ve just moved from the beach to a small mountain community.” I suppose it’s all true. We did move, and basically everything is pretty great most of the time. But it skips over the actual state of my mental health, and…

Today I paced around the house, totally unable to complete basic tasks, because I was afraid I was going to get in a car accident when I picked my daughter up at schoool. I’ve never been good at driving. I didn‘t get my driver’s license until I was 23. When I drive I always think…

Recovering from postpartum depression has lead to somethings falling behind — laundry? — but it meant I wanted to really pour myself into Halloween.

It’s taken over seven months, heaps of medication and an intensive outpatient therapy — but, you guys! I love her! For months I wanted her gone, but my brain is back. I’m functioning. I have a little bit of disbelief and I worry somethings going to cloud my mind again and take me away from…

“You are really, really, not alone.” — My Blue Heaven This past weekend was full of zoom calls as I was accepted to be a fellow at Zoeglossia, a community of poets with disabilities. It’s hard enough to find poets in your everyday life, more so other disabled people, so this combination rocked my world.…