I went to Wales, oh yes I D.I.D.

I do love a good pun. D.I.D, as I have mentioned before, stands for Dissociative Identity Disorder. It’s been a bit of a feature for me over the last couple of weeks. Upon contemplation, I have decided that it sucks. However (always looking for the positives), it is about a billionty times better than clinical... Continue Reading →

And…. I’m back in the room

Gosh, it’s nice not being depressed.  It happened in the course of about half an hour the other evening and has been holding strong (barring a few hours this afternoon - a blip, I hope - thank you A~ for listening to me and picking me back up) for 4 days now (everyone touch wood,... Continue Reading →

Art, altruism and food

I’ve been questioning the bucket list idea a bit lately, wondering why I am doing it.  Is it a mere distraction from pain?  If it is, then maybe that is okay, maybe that is the best I can hope for right now.  But I want it to serve another purpose as well - to help... Continue Reading →

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