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I started picking a Word of the Year back in 2011. I chose strong, which ended up being the perfect word for that personal shitstorm of a year. 2011 was so chaotic, so outrageous, so terrifically bad that it truly became …
I started picking a Word of the Year back in 2011. I chose strong, which ended up being the perfect word for that personal shitstorm of a year. 2011 was so chaotic, so outrageous, so terrifically bad that it truly became …
Twice-exceptional. Gifted plus…something…that masks or challenges the strengths. That something can be anything…a physical disability, sensory processing disorder, ADHD, Autism, anxiety and depression, mental illness…the list can go on and on, and usually does. When you have a twice-exceptional child, …
Mislabeled. Misdiagnosed. Misunderstood. Missed. Unidentified. Invisible. Hidden in plain sight. Twice-exceptional. I see you. I see you in the classroom, rarely living up to your “potential.” I see you wanting to succeed, but struggling against your own self. I …
I am in no way a runner. Not even a little. If you see me running, I recommend you give serious thought to joining me, as I am very likely running from something with fangs or a creature moaning braaaaaaiiiiiinnnnnnsssss. …
Why are there so many personal improvement events in November? I mean, it’s the end of the year, we’re all looking towards 12/31/17 for the end of this venomous dumpster fire of a year, it’s the start of the holidays. …
Long walks. Hyperventilating into a paper bag. Meditation. Locking yourself in the bathroom with the vent fan on high so no one can hear you scream yourself hoarse into a towel. Journaling. Hooking up a barrel of wine to the …
Hey you. How’ya doin’? Hanging in there? One foot in front of the other and chin up and all that? Yeah. The world right now is a jagged rock of shit tumbling down the WTF avalanche bouncing around inside of …
Years ago, way back in the dark ages of raising young boys, I did a lot of scrapbooking. Like, a lot. It was my hobby of choice and I loved it. Still do, I just don’t have the time …
It’s that time of year again. That time of year when I get just a wee bit crazy (erm…crazier), and it’s not because I’m still scanning the horizon for the Disaster of the Day. It’s the start of “this is …
I woke with a headache this morning. I hate waking with headaches, starting my day off in pain. My migraines begin as I sleep, weaving their way into increasingly disturbing dreams, until I jolt into consciousness at the bleating of …