GI Hell

For the past 1 1/2 years, my body has been through what I can only describe as GI hell. I woke up one day and a switch just turned off. It started when I lost 70 pounds very quickly and overnight my body began having issues with digesting foods. It was basically like I had …

The Next Chapter

On June 8, 2017, I stopped therapy. The reasons why I stopped are not important but it was not planned. I had had a rough couple of weeks leading up to what would be my "last" session. Instead of a "reset" as I called my appointments, I got blindsided by the reality of making a …

AromaRain Bracelet Diffuser Review

I use essential oils daily to help with my PTSD and depression. I have posted about this several times on my blog. This year I found a stainless steel and leather aromatherapy bracelet from AromaRain that I am in LOVE with. I already own a couple of their necklace diffusers and love them. But when they …

The Mother Of All Panic Attacks And What I learned About Myself

Recently I was feeling "slightly" off and overwhelmed. I had been pushing myself physically and mentally past what I normally do without giving myself time to recharge. My house was especially crazy with my Mermaid stimming more than usual and I was just completely exhausted. By the time I finally noticed that my body was …

What I Wish I Could Tell My Friends

Over the years, I have watched people come and go in my life. Some, I have helped to close the doors on slowly as my life changed and /or their lives' changed, silently wishing them well in the process. Others, I ran away from, slamming the doors and then barring that shit closed to make …

Post-Traumatic Growth

I have been pretty quiet this year on social media, as well as, in "real life". I took some much needed time away from everything and everyone in order to concentrate on healing myself and my soul. In the process of it all, I put myself into what is called "Post Traumatic Growth" or PTG. …

Fighting Back

This blog post was a hard one for me to write. It touched on a subject that is personal, raw, and heavily clouded in stigma. It took me several months to write and weeks to press publish. Be gentle with me on this one, please. Somewhere I lost myself. Somehow I became unrecognizable to me. …