I went back to work Thursday, and very eager to go. I must be odd to some people but even though I was feeling better I had to work. It was a lonely summer and it was working on my depression a
School Starts….

I went back to work Thursday, and very eager to go. I must be odd to some people but even though I was feeling better I had to work. It was a lonely summer and it was working on my depression a
Who am I is the next stage of my therapy, and a very difficult topic to talk about. I have sacrificed to much, and gave everything I had to be sure the kids were happy and at the end of the day, I know
Sorry its been awhile since my last post. My biggest worry over everything if Pooh would regress again. PTSD never gives me a break and reminds me in my nightmares of him not knowing who I am, his hallucinations and
I had to take Pooh to the walking clinic for a barking cough. He was at the point of saying, “Fix it mommy” so I knew everything I was doing was not working. By the time we parked in the
I’m finally down to my last week of college for this quarter. Looks like I’ll have strong “A” in Sociology and a low “B” in World cultures. Eager to get a little break and get into some projects done around the house. Heard