so i finished my novel about a woman having a nervous breakdown and had a nervous breakdown.
more later on that.
no this, no that: caffeine, sugar, self sabotage and self harm in the form of pleasure that is really, yes you guessed it, self sabotage and self harm.
working a little
writing even less
eating good clean foods
taking my vitamins
recognizing the child in me that confuses discipline with obedience
and my husband, love of my life, best friend, who has taken care of me in the most intimate ways possibly both physically and emotionally.
and my children. my children. my children.
i continue to be as kind as possible to every person i come in contact with.
i put my heart into my eyes when i look at a person, so they feel love.
i listen when i do and do not want to because people need to be heard.
and i pray.
Ian is 19. Dakota is 21. I've been blogging since 2008.
Lola is 13.
Ever is 4. She will be 5 December 2nd.
"Hello, hello, is there anybody out there? Just nod if you can hear me...is there anyone at home?"
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