…and I’ll cry if I want to. Yesterday was my birthday. I’m 57. Late 50s now, and I haven’t the slightest idea how I got here so fast. I’ll be 60 before I turn around twice. My son Ethan literally almost set my birthday cake on fire with all those candles, which provided a brief burst of laughterContinue reading “It’s My Party”
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All Dressed Up With Nowhere To Go
It’s one-thirty in the afternoon, and I should be sitting on Dr. Awesomesauce’s couch right now. I’m not, however, because an hour before the appointment, I got a call from his office asking if I could come in another day because he needed to cancel. Needless to say, I hate it when this happens, especially when it’sContinue reading “All Dressed Up With Nowhere To Go”
Warning: The South Pole Sucks. Just So You Know.
I have had enough of this. When you get in the car, turn on the radio, and burst into tears during Celine Dion’s rendition of “O Holy Night”, you know you need help. So it’s a damn good thing that six of my nearest and dearest friends, including Will, talked me into calling Dr. Awesomesauce’s office this morning.Continue reading “Warning: The South Pole Sucks. Just So You Know.”
And now, the down-and-dirty on my psychiatrist. Let me be clear: I did NOT go to my first appointment willingly. I went because my primary care physician thought I had something more serious than he could handle, wasn’t going to prescribe yet another type of antidepressant for me, and referred me for a psych evaluation.Continue reading “Shrink Wrapped”