I’m a Fucking Lunatic

This is what walking into a psychiatrist’s office feels like. It’s finally come to this. And the stigma I feel is real. My primary care doctor waived the white flag on managing my psych issues and referred me to the pros. Nothing seals the deal on confirming you are crazy than that. Admitting defeat isContinue reading “I’m a Fucking Lunatic”

We’re at the “Find Out” Part in the “F*ck Around” Game

Nice white boys always win. My husband and I had to go to court yesterday.  In the ongoing saga of dealing with the consequences of my neighbor’s grandson shooting a bullet through my house, the case was heard. It turns out that the boys were shooting at a dilapidated playhouse in the backyard. Our houseContinue reading “We’re at the “Find Out” Part in the “F*ck Around” Game”