No I am not okay

I habitually respond “I’m okay” to any inquiry of “are you okay?”  It’s something the husband does not let me get away with.  Besides, when you’re sniveling, no one believes you are okay anyway.   So yeah, I am not okay.
 
I am better than I was yesterday and a ton better than I was the day [...]

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One of those damn days

Sometimes it is possible to analyze yourself too much.  The husband says I do this because I still kind of worry that I might be going crazy.  He’s not wrong, mind you, and it’s not nearly as bad as it has been in years past, but I cannot deny that it is still there.  Every [...]

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Thoughts on my relationship with my mother

So, a few people have wondered about why I am so…  hostile (there’s a nice word) towards my mother.  It’s sometimes hard to really pin it down.  I cannot remember that many times where I really felt warm towards my mother.  That might be part of it.
I try to think about this every so often, [...]

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