Laughing So We Don't Scream
(Handle with care until further notice.) When D’s overwhelmed, he turns into a human grizzly bear. Short-tempered, irritable — it can be like walking on eggshells when we are around him. Right now, we’re juggling a lot: the kids heading back to school, tutoring schedules shifting, after-school sports starting up — and, just to spice… Continue reading The Great Overwhelm
(Don't worry. Life is still on fire.) It’s been a minute since I last wrote — not because I ran out of things to say, but because life has been… a lot. The few posts I have managed to put out have done exactly what the name promised: given me some much-needed cathartic release. These… Continue reading Why It’s Been Quiet Around Here
(Healing With A Side Of Guilt) There’s something surprisingly wonderful about having D home. I didn’t expect that. I didn’t know just how much of the daily weight I’d been carrying alone until suddenly, I wasn’t. For most of our relationship, we both worked full time. But when our kids were small, it was always… Continue reading The Unexpected Relief
(Practice Makes... Progress) D and I have been married for what I’d consider a pretty impressive amount of time — almost fourteen years. That’s not nothing. That’s over a decade of shared grocery lists, silent car rides, inside jokes, heated whisper-fights at family functions, and laughing way too hard at things no one else would… Continue reading Love and Screeching
(Even When You Think You Don’t) The last two posts have been about how I support D—what it's like to love someone with ADHD, major depression, and anxiety. About how his journey has affected me. And all of that is true and honest. But I never want anyone to assume that D is just stuck… Continue reading You Make Me Better
(still waiting for the apology that’ll never come) This has been festering inside me for a long time. I’ve brought it up with D before, but how do you tell someone you’re quietly furious with the people who made him? Here is the truth: I will always be a little mad at D’s parents. D… Continue reading Why I Will Always Be a Little Mad
Because apparently, yelling into the void is frowned upon.And also? Because I need somewhere to put all the crap that’s been quietly piling up behind my smile for the last few years. There aren’t a ton of emotional support groups for people like me—spouses of someone with major depression, ADHD, and generalized anxiety disorder. At… Continue reading Why Am I Starting This Blog Now?
Why Are We Crying? 