Unconditional

Growing up, it seemed like most things came with strings attached. I was acceptable as long as I behaved well. If you borrowed money, you were indebted forever and constantly reminded. It was not until I got married that I felt unconditional love. My husband did not react unkindly if I made a mistake. It…

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So many good “L” words

Laughter, life, listen. I am choosing Love I love my family. If it is possible, I may tell them too often that I love them. My husband is wonderful. He did not sign up to be married to a woman with a mental illness. I was diagnosed 7 years into our marriage. He has stuck…

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I value my Family

Continuing the alphabet game with the letter F. I have issues with my family of origin, but my little family (husband and 2 children + our dog) is very important to me. Thankfully, we are all doing well. I worried about how having a mental illness would affect my children, but they are grown now…

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Working Towards a Breakthrough

In my last post I talked about my childhood and how could my parents have thought that was an okay environment. They thought they were superior to others, even. I know everyone has flaws and maybe combined they had very poor judgement and blind spots.  They weren’t intentionally so hurtful. I do want to find…

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Uncomfortably Numb

I saw my therapist today. My daughter moved into the dorms for her first year in college yesterday. We talked about that for a while. It is bittersweet. I am very happy for her, but it does feel different with an empty room. I got shaky when I was moving her in. I don’t think…

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