Bad Days, Sweet Cats

As I will explain in a future post, I've been having some incredibly bad days (it's been many, many months, actually. I am not pointing any fingers in saying that, life is simply unpredictable as hell.). Some of it is health-related, but the rest is not worth repeating twice, so I'll save it for the … Continue reading Bad Days, Sweet Cats

When You Fail To Tap Into Your Wellsprings…

“When you fail to tap into your wellsprings of inner strength due to toxic habits, environments or people, you wind up feeling trapped, stranded, and unhappy. You end up in soulless jobs, destructive relationships and empty friendships. Most of all, you find yourself unsatisfied with who you are, and you often become your own worst … Continue reading When You Fail To Tap Into Your Wellsprings…

Boiling Point

Fact: I am seriously contemplating ending my life. No one knows what's going on, or cares, but I feel it's important to talk about. I walked away from self-harm at least a dozen times last week, maybe more. I have no strong desire to actually carry it out, but we cannot "cure" the thoughts that … Continue reading Boiling Point

Family First

Yesterday morning my brother was admitted into the hospital with what is, as of now, a form of heart failure. The doctors are baffled; stating that they don't know how this happened because he is far too young. Unfortunately, he is far from being out of the woods. He is scheduled for a serious procedure … Continue reading Family First

No, You’re Not Innocent

I try very hard not to fly off the handle with people I love/like/respect, but every once in a while someone says something and they take no responsibility for what a comment implies. It's perfectly okay to say "I don't have time to talk at the moment, can we talk later?", but it's not okay … Continue reading No, You’re Not Innocent

Moody Musings

I'm in an ugly mood. I think I went to bed that way, to some extent, which only partially explains my nasty mood this morning. I (almost) never lock my cats out of my bedroom, but when they started their petition to shove me out of bed around 5:00, I silently got up, put grain … Continue reading Moody Musings

Fucked Up Parents

An acquaintance of mine mentioned the other day that she threw a birthday party for her eight year old daughter. That part of the story started off innocent enough. After all, it's a child's birthday party, not a caviar tasting. She planned the party and sent out invites, ten in total. When her daughter's birthday … Continue reading Fucked Up Parents