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So here I am sitting in my Spravato appointment. I just turned the fan on even though I told my RN about 20 minutes ago that I didn’t want it on. It is nice though. I’ve got the red and blue Aurora Borealis overtop of me and meditative music coming from my phone. And, of…
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Quite a bit has been going on in my world lately. The biggest thing is my husband, Aaron, made a change in careers and he’s back in the kitchens. He’s currently the Executive Chef of a very nice golf club about 15 minutes from our house. It’s nice knowing that he’s so close because before,…
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My therapist “S” knows I struggle a lot with the relationship with my dad and that I hold a lot of regrets after he passed. So, after she assigned me with the task of writing a letter to my dad, which was super difficult emotionally, she asked me to make a list of all the…
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My Dad… was a stern man. He owned his own company and worked seven days a week. He was one of seven children, the ONLY boy. At sixteen he dropped out of school, lied about his age, and joined the Navy. He served his four years and got out. He was a husband, Dad, Cop,…
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So, I have a new nurse practitioner for my medicine. The one I had took an offer somewhere else not client-facing. Anywho, before she left she was trying to lower my dosages of medication to eventually eliminate some. Initially she talked about lowering my anxiety medicine but I was too worried about my panic attacks…
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Kavin was going through some things at the time so we talked to the boys’ pediatrician and he referred us to a psychiatrist. They tested him and found out he was ADHD combined-type (hyperactivity and impulsivity). They also believed he had Oppositional Defiant Disorder (ODD), so it was Ritalin and Depakote. Our insurance at the…
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All the violence was too much for the kids. Kavin was so traumatized from all the violence he had seen that every time I would go to leave the house, he would stand in front of the door with his arms out to the sides, begging me not to leave. When I asked him why,…
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Welcome back! Sorry I didn’t post this last week but life happens and sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you just don’t get everything done. And that’s okay! (See, I’ve been working on my perfectionistic tendencies.) Anywho, let’s dive into Part 4… I continued to put up with the drink and emotional and physical…
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I thought being a bartender would be a perfect job. I would get to interact with other people and have tips in my pocket every time I worked so that I could get diapers, formula, etc. However, that’s not how it worked. Instead, he would steal it out of my purse at night while I…
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I lay on the couch, my head pounding and my neck so stiff I can barely move it from the concussion I sustained the night before, starting at my two little boys wondering how the hell I got to this point in my life at such a young age. At twenty-two, I was the mom…
