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  • 7/27

    Here we go again. Another Sunday. Another day of just barely keeping a cap on the crazy. The crazy being the anxiety. The depression. The screaming. The wild emotions that linger just under the surface of my skin and behind my eyes. It could be worse. I could be playing the panic flute about the Read more

  • 7/3

    Yesterday…. yesterday was a bit rough. I took it on myself to fight my fear and mow the yard. Yes, I know how silly that sounds… mowing the yard. But it’s more than just moving. It’s the strength to start the mower, not freaking out when it stalls, and just doing it. Just the action Read more

  • 6/8

    Jason, bless him, mowed the yards on Friday. Despite it being muggy and the discomfort it caused, he mowed. Thank goodness. It had been over a week and I don’t think I had the brain compacity to handle it. I’m getting better. I think I am. But I would have had a miserable weekend. Even Read more