Christmas Spirit

Made it through a week. It may seem silly thatĀ this week would mean so much. But, in all honesty, it does.

This is the first week I don’t remember shaking when the boys came home. I don’t remember shaking on my way to work. I don’t remember being super nauseous and having to force myself to eat.

Perhaps it is because I had a stupid cold–no energy available to go anywhere else and the people that bother me at work weren’t there (probably not it).

Don’t get me wrong, I am stillĀ exhausted. Continue reading “Christmas Spirit”

Truth Is…

I do not do this to be a pity me–or a woe my life sucks–because my life doesn’t. But I want to share with you what my body/brain are doing so the next time someone talks about a mental illness, you can understand a little more of what they are going through.

I went grocery shopping with Z and talked with my mom on the phone. My anxiety was calming down until I started loading the car with groceries.

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