In March I wrote about the fact that I was taking a program – Cognitive Behavioral Therapy (CBT) for Depression. This was the second mental health therapy program I’ve taken since I was released from the hospital. It has been a challenge, to say the least. I’ve been writing about metamorphosis lately and that’s where […]
It started out as a thought Please take care of the cats. It was a mantra that filled my mind, fueled by lack of food and a glass or two of wine. I had been hitting a brick wall for two weeks, trying to analyze my newest grief valley; or at least that’s what I thought it was.
Robin William’s death was beyond tragic. If I could have been with him I would have told him how I struggled with this myself. I wrote a few blogs about a recent bout I went through. I obviously have a strong affinity for those who are left behind after the death of a loved one. […]
I will smile and some days I will feel happiness, but nothing is the same, or will ever be the same. There is a huge gaping hole in my heart, but I’m the only one who can feel it. I didn’t sign up for this, but this is my new reality…