It Wasn’t Real…Right?

I just woke myself up with the sounds of my own sobbing.  For real.  It took me a while to realize what I was hearing, and then even longer to pull myself enough out of sleep to try and stop the sobbing, which had become kind of keening and wailing in between bouts of this... Continue Reading →

Mental Illness Is An Exaggeration

I get lost in this blog sometimes.  Lost in my own stuff, and I forget my purpose here, which is to shine light into the dark places.  Light to help myself see, light to help others see.  It ends up being about mental health most of the time, but I really think it's just about... Continue Reading →

Makers Gotta Make, Make, Make…

I am a maker, a artist. I am not, however, a great artist.  I'm not even sure I'm a good one.  In fact, objectively I think I'm probably not really even mediocre - there are thousands if not millions of people that can draw better than I can, paint better than I can, and... Continue Reading →

Things That Might Help

For the record, it's highly likely that you should never take my advice.  In fact, don't even consider anything I ever write AS advice.  I might talk about some things that work for me to help me battle my personal demons, but I never, EVER think these things will work for everyone.  Hell, they only... Continue Reading →

Now For Something Useful

I feel embarrassed about my posts sometimes.  Often, actually.  I only feel good about the ones that are a reflection of my better days.  When I'm feeling optimistic or particularly clever or funny...or I perceive them to be useful. I am feeling neither optimistic nor clever nor funny today, but I AM feeling pretty determined... Continue Reading →

I Am Not A Bitter Drunk

The following should be read in the "Movie Phone" guy's voice: In a world where life begets struggle, and struggle often begets defeat, there are those few who rise to the occasion.  This is the story of just one of the many...who do not. Did "Movie Phone" guy date me?  I mean, date me as... Continue Reading →

Oops, I Forgot A Title

Oh my gawd, I can’t even.  I mean, seriously - I just can’t.  I don’t even TALK like this (write like this?), but I just CAN’T. I know.  Can’t is a bad word.  Whatever. I can’t. So I’m writing this post because I recognize in one part of my brain that what I describe below... Continue Reading →

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