This is Not a Competition

Everyone who has a mental illness suffers. Everyone who has a mental illness has good days and bad. Some will have more bad than good. But one thing that really bothers me is how some people, when being open and honest about where they are in their journey, attract those who seem to think it …

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Keeping it Real

This is Mental Illness Awareness Week, and I decided that every day, on my personal Facebook page, I would write something about my experience with mental illness. I did my "hey this is what I am doing" post on Sunday night. I did "hey here are my meds" on Monday. Today (Tuesday), well today was …

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Body Image & Mental Illness

(This post is about MY experience/struggle with body image and depression/anxiety.) See this picture? I posted it last week on my Facebook page. I have a love hate relationship with this photo, because the thing I see first, is my back bulges from the racer back running bra I am wearing. At first, I didn't …

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And I Ran

Last weekend was Maritime Race Weekend, and my birthday (wooohooo!). I had signed up for this race (the Tartan Twosome: one race Friday night, one race Saturday morning) when I was jacked up on endorphins from another race. I figured, what would be an awesome way to welcome 47! It has one of the best …

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We’ve Got a New Drug

Well, the me of we doesn't. The V of we does. She is on a weaning off plan this week, with her new drug (Fetzima) to be started after that. She follows up with the doc in a month. This drug can be increased up to 120mg if need be. Fingers are crossed for this …

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We’re Back at Square One

Yesterday was the start of a new month.  We spent some time at the beach and soaked up some more summer (because summer isn't over until later in September - fight me). On our way home, my Buggie was super cranky.  She was fine at the beach. A switch had gone off in her, and …

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Following My Path

After unpacking some of my shit, it was time to forge a new path. (I am not done unpacking all my shit. Far from it.) I need to start following my own path. For years I have been following someone else's path, or the path that I thought was expected of me. I am still …

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