my views and struggles while dealing with my mental illness … More Insane in the Membrane
Why are Sundays so mood altering? What is it about the last day of the weekend that seems to drag on. It is the nostalgia of the Friday night or the sleeping in of Saturday morning we are longing for. The smell of crisp bacon and the hints of syrup linger in the air from … More Sundays
When you hear someone being described as a hoarder, you automatic think a house filled with garbage that could use a match and a little bit of gas. I also have the mental image of the show “Hoarders” and wonder how do they let it get that bad? Even though I come from the DNA … More The more I threw away, the more I found
For those of you who know me either personally or as an acquaintance you would know that I am not one to shy away from stirring the pot every now and again. Maybe I come by this naturally as for my mom has a big wooden spoon designated as “the shit stirrer” proudly hanging in … More Stand up and Fight
Well, its official I’m old. How do I know I’m old? I currently have a teenager in my house, well not quite but close enough. D-man, D-money, Davis or just D, (depending on who you ask) has finally hit his first major milestone of growing up. Mind you this child has been an adult longer … More It’s a Boy!
I was never one to believe in divine intervention but maybe it is real. Maybe it’s always there and if you chose to act upon it us up to you. I never thought on a Sunday, at my favorite bar at 2pm in the afternoon I would have a conversation with a stranger and that … More I Didn’t Know I Was Lost Until I Was Found
All the great and not so great things I have learned in the last 35 years. … More What the Number 35 has Taught me