Tag: Fear

I’ve got to do something about Facebook.

Today I posted this dramatic goodbye on my Facebook profile: 1. Fake profiles have been trying to connect to me via Facebook. 2. I reported 5+ fake profiles and Facebook deleted those accounts. 3. Criminals stole money from my bank account in real life. 4. Facebook’s new technologies link our Facebook profiles to hundreds of Read More

Recovery Update 01 Nov 2016.

I started seeing a therapist, a CP – Clinical Psychologist. I tried very hard to navigate the US health care/insurance industry to choose a {helper} who could assess my depression and write me PRESCRIPTIONS for medicine… but I failed. It turns out PC’s cannot write scripts in Illinois; so we just talk. It’s a start. Read More

Recovery: Going to the Gyno.

I was very brave today and went to the gynecologist. Most women hate the gynecologist. Some stranger puts their forearm into your vagina and pinches very sensitive skin. It’s awful, but necessary. As for me, I have had abnormal pap smears all of my adult life and one time I even needed a biopsy. I can’t afford Read More

Recovery: Clinging to Tension.

I watched another sappy movie this morning, a new one this time, the black African-American version of “Annie”. It was really good. It had me with tears streaming down my face – and that’s what I needed. I tend to hold tension in my body. I literally cleave it to my cells. Physically, it is Read More

Better Self-Care.

I did something important today towards BETTER SELF-CARE. I went to Quest Diagnostics and did a blood test. My doctor wanted a CBC, of course, but also thyroid, fasting lipids, vitamins B & D, and hepatic function. She has made no secret that she is disgusted with my weight obesity, currently 226 pounds. (I decided Read More

Writer’s Block.

I’ve been having trouble writing lately because I believe that Recovery is boring. Who wants to read about somebody who got dressed in the morning, made it to work on time, sold refrigerators, finished her shift, picked up fried chicken from a drive-thru restaurant, ate it in from of the television, and then went to Read More

Recovery Takes a Detour.

Exactly 4 weeks ago, I quote <<upgraded>> from a part-time job in retail, where my primary responsibilities were a) hanging up clothes and b) cashiering to a full-time <<career opportunity>> as the Lead Sales Manager at a scratch-and-dent appliance store (i.e. refrigerators, built-in dishwashers, washers and dryers, freezers, ovens, etcetera) From my point of view, I Read More

Shout-Out to: The Narcissist’s Wife.

The Narcissist’s Wife writes: You can’t be anything but sick, when you fill your heart and home with something toxic. http://thenarcissistswife.com/2015/08/18/wait-am-i-the-narcissist Read More

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