Happy Birthday… to me.

I sang those words once, in front of my cheating ex and in tears. The clock had just gone past midnight. I can still remember that night a year ago. I fully believed that my life was over. Yet, here I am. Still able to wish myself a happy birthday, my first one without him.  …

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When Depression is Kicking Your Ass…

My postings here have been sporadic to say the least. In part because lately, I find myself struggling in the sea of my depressive bouts. Some rounds I win, some rounds I lose and when I do, I'm face planted onto the ground I'm standing on and it is scarily comforting. I don't even wanna …

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