How is it possible, to feel so alone surrounded by those you love? You can laugh and joke. You can even cackle at the crude humor being thrown around. It's your family, and you're finally free to talk with adults, without having to keep an eye on children and watch what you say. So why... Continue Reading →
One of the fun things about not knowing what your mood will be an hour into the future (I say with great sarcasm) is that you really don't know who you'll be. I can sit down on the couch with a coffee and tell myself that I'll do dishes when I'm done drinking. But maybe... Continue Reading →
Part of my problem in recent years is that I try and take on too much. I try to be a wife, a mom, a daughter, sister, friend, blogger, crafter, business woman, writer, and avid reader. But that is an insane amount of hats to be putting on. Ideally, I'd have a schedule and would... Continue Reading →
I have always loved scary movies, but, over the past few years, I have found myself being too sensitive to enjoy them. The other day, I decided to have a scary movie night with my brother. We watched The Babadook, so if you haven't seen this movie and want to I suggest you stop reading... Continue Reading →
Diary of a Bipolar Mommy 