No, Nope, Nada

I went to go get my hair highlighted and cut today. The woman who owns the place is a feisty, amazingly funny person, who I've come to know pretty well. Today, however, I felt like a looser. Her: 'So, any guys in your life?' Me: 'No.' Her: 'No? Not at all.' Me: 'Nope, I'm always working' Her: 'Well, you go out for drinks after work and stuff, right?' Me: 'No, not really. I leave work and go home because I have more work to do.' Her: 'Hmmm.' A little while later. Her: 'Been to any concerts?' ...more

The Demon of Postpartum Depression

With my two oldest children, I had postpartum depression. But it was by far the worst after my second son. The combination of a 26 hour long failed VBAC attempt, the weight of failureon my shoulders, a baby intolerant of breast milk that cried for hours, oh and a side of three hospitalization in two weeks starting when he was 4 weeks old was a recipe for disaster....more

Is BD (Blogger Depression) The New ME Of The Blogging World?

It is understandable how a blog, which starts off as a bit of fun, or therapy even, can end up biting the hand that writes it.This process probably begins when the realisation hits that hey, maybe you’re … you know, quite good at this blogging lark. Naturally, the next thought process to follow might be something like: ...more

…but No Broken Bones, Cuts, Bruises or Blood should mean I am Fine…

Ok, I realized I abruptly closed after my recap of all my child hood injuries. The point I hoped to make, if I cannot see a physical sign of injury to my body then nothing must be wrong. So many people think along these lines. If you are one of these people we may share a similar work ethic. Never enough time in the day, always shaking and moving to close the next deal, make it to a meeting, conference call, no lunch (what’s lunch?). We never stop. We thrive at work....more

The day I Lied to my Doctor was the day I Scheduled my Train Wreck

I received a thought provoking call from a very close girlfriend last night who I will call Lisa.  Actually, she left a message. She lives in the geographic region of the country I quickly abandoned shortly after my train wreck mid 2009.  In Lisa’s voice mail message she said her brother is experiencing an enormous amount of stress on his job and she wanted to know what he needs to do to get a stress leave from work. I know why Lisa reached out to me....more
Hi Denise, I am trying to upload another blog and it did the same as last evening - defaulted to ...more

Fighting to Reclaim my Life from the Darkness

I am going to use this blog as my outlet. I think I have done a good job creating enough layers I need to stay hidden from family and friends. No one will know it is me because I know it is best this way. No awkward silences. No embarrassment or shame cast on unsuspecting souls. No dodging phone calls from me, which I find comical, because I don’t call anyway. I deleted family and local friends from my face book account months ago. Talk about disappearing acts. Call me Houdini. Now you see me, now you don’t....more

You, Too, Can Learn From A Selfish Horny Loser

This is an original post from my blog 100 DAYS IN BED. It got such a positive reaction, I thought I'd post it here, too! I hope you enjoy it. Today, we're talking about a topic you guys had a lot to say about: How To Get Out of A Rut. I was reading this article in "Elle" magazine called "Danger Man" by Phillip Nobel about a man who walks out on his marriage, kids, his life. He committed to this life - the family life and then he realized, he didn't want it anymore. "I was bored, Just bored......more

Give it a Rest!

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I the Puppet and Menopause the Puppeteer

I am a puppet on strings, performing moves to a dance willed by my Puppeteer, Menopause. Because, since becoming Menopausal (at which time I also fulfilled my last contract position, and I’ve been looking for another position since), over two-and-a-half years ago now, I have slowly become a recluse—a hermit. Less and less do I venture outside, less and less do I feel like socializing (family included). Crying is the theme of my days. My family worries about me. I worry about me too!...more
@Old Gal You are so, so right! Since I have not been working, and suddenly hitting menopause at ...more

Infertility and My Babies

**I am putting this out here to help someone who may be in the shoes I once had to wear.  What shoes?!  The shoes of an infertile, heartbroken woman.  Though I am no longer in those shoes; no longer heartbroken with empty arms, I don't want to forget how it felt back then.  Everything felt hopeless. It truly makes me appreciate what who I have been given. I want to help someone else who may be wearing those shoes.  I want the women who feel they have no hope to have hope....more