Hello Depression, My Old Friend

I’ve come to feel it once again. I’ve been here before, then again later, and again after that. I am speaking, as the title indicated, of Depression. Do you know it? Do you know its seeping, creeping darkling tendrils? Its suffocating mass? Its overwhelming prevalence in your life? The funny thing is that I want to… Continue reading Hello Depression, My Old Friend

Why Do We Do What We Always Do?

I’ve been a little down lately. For anyone who ever feels the effects of depression, that’s code for: crying sporadically, feeling worthless, and avoiding people in general. On the plus side, I’ve been doing some thinking. How? A detached, more logical human often steps aside from the involved, emotional creature on the floor and studies… Continue reading Why Do We Do What We Always Do?

The Long Road to Betterment

As human beings, regardless of our backgrounds, we’ve become conditioned to evaluate our success in life based on the monetary value of our material possessions. The impact of this trending train of thought has become detrimental to our society, and is especially toxic for those of us who already struggle to find our sense of… Continue reading The Long Road to Betterment

The Night Run

The Night Run A short story based on actual events by Chelsea Walker She sits down on the brown couch in the living room to tie her shoes and then she’ll be ready to go. “Are you running, Mom?” Stella asks. “Yep.”  Chelsea finishes her runner’s knot and stands to adjust the lighted vest she’s… Continue reading The Night Run

My advice for the Mom with Postpartum Mental Illness

Because both of my depressive episodes occurred during the postpartum period, I have learned a little bit with regard to how to handle this situation.  Most of it, I learned in hindsight–realizing things my husband and I would have done differently after the fact.  I’m no expert, but I have a few things I’d like… Continue reading My advice for the Mom with Postpartum Mental Illness

Overstimulated

The clinking of dishes; The lights; The “Mom, I’m hungry.”  “He’s hitting me.”  “Can you play with me?”  “What’s for dinner?” The piles of laundry; The overflowing dirty dishes; The homework; The crying infant; The endless varieties of ketchup; The music; The shoulder tapping; The blaring of the television; If you are a parent, you… Continue reading Overstimulated