Anger

Getting Angry, Broken Fingers, and Starting Over.

It was a morning from you-know-where. Hubs was away on business, and I was on my fifth full day of single-parenting and dirty laundry up to my ears, when things got really well… REAL. (Aka: “crappy”,”shitty”, “poo-ey”, “I-wanna-tear-all-my-hair-out-crazy,” whatever you call it at your house) ​She got mad, slammed the (car) door on his fingers.… read more

Anger, Suppressing, and Why I’m Not Depressed Anymore.

Sometimes I think about those days. Those languid suicidal days that stretched into the horizon and blanketed my world as if they’d go on forever. Sometimes I think of them and I’m so glad I survived, and other times I wonder how I did. Still there are days that I wish I hadn’t. Yeah, you… read more

My Journey to Health: Learning to Forgive

How did you ever forgive your husband for cheating on you? I get asked this question alot. Especially from my female friends. And honestly I don’t really know. First, I’m not sure that I have forgiven. That proclaims a certain amount of past tense accomplishment, i.e. I have lived in Ohio, or I have been to Thailand, and… read more