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I Am...
I Amā¦
March 15 of last year I was checking into a 30 day treatment center because my drinking had gotten out of control. I donāt remember last St. Pattyās day because I was sedated with Librium, sleeping around the clock, waking up only when the nurses came to check my vitals. Trays of food would show up and disappear, mostly untouched. The only thing I really remember is trying to wake up out of theā¦
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If You Love Something, Set it Free
If You Love Something, Set itĀ Free
If you love something, set it free. Such a cliche. If I love something why would I let it go?
Because deep down I knew it was the right thing to do. As much as I wanted to believe in happily ever after and even though my family thought we were perfect. Deep inside I knew we werenāt. Scrolling through the last four years of pictures on my iPhone, trying to find one, just one picture where heā¦
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Following the Will āo Wisps
Following the Will āoĀ Wisps
Summer of 2018 I started keeping a special journal I called my Will āo Wisp journal. I had started listening to the quiet tugs and really paying attention to the little ācoincidencesā that caught my eye. It was amazing to me how one thing led me to another, helping me to learn and grow; giving me messages to show me the way.
I knew I needed to finally admit what I had known deep insideāthat my exā¦
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A Story for a Beloved Mentor
A Story for a BelovedĀ Mentor
āMy heart doesnāt feel right. I think Iām in a fib.ā I had just left him a few minutes prior, chatting with a fellow doctor as they ate dinner. His previously healthy vigor replaced with pallor, and that look of quiet desperation patients get in their eyes when they know something is seriously wrong, sets off alarms in my mind.
Something always comes over me in moments like this. My voice lowersā¦
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Ten Things I Learned from Rehab and Life After Treatment
Ten Things I Learned from Rehab and Life AfterĀ Treatment
I canāt believe itās been six months since I wrote a blog post. Six months of distractions, overcoming obstacles, and following what feels right for me despite othersā opinions
Last February I was still working a nursing desk job, one that I enjoyed my coworkers and the flexibility, but the hours I spent getting the boys and myself ready and out the door, then shuttling Dillon to school 7 milesā¦
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Runaway Bride
I think Iāve been looking at being single all wrong since I started dating, in high school. Since that first boyfriend, I donāt know why Iāve been so afraid of being single. Maybe because I was afraid of being alone? Why was/am I so afraid to figure out who I am, on my own? In brutal, embarrassing honesty, I havenāt been single longer than a few weeks since then. I wrote a poem in my diary once,ā¦
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Butterflies & Dragonflies Let Me Know Iām All Right
Butterflies & Dragonflies Let Me Know Iām AllĀ Right
Sitting on the lawn with my tarot cards. I felt called to meditate on them, to learn them more. Instead of doing a reading, I decided to choose one card. After putting them in order, I asked the Universe to guide me to the right card to study. I was pleasantly surprised when I looked down and saw this:
Itās hard to see but a strand of my hair was a caught in the deck. Carefully I found the cardā¦
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Dragonflies and Butterflies Tell Me Iām All Right...
Dragonflies and Butterflies Tell Me Iām AllĀ Rightā¦
Sitting on the lawn with my tarot cards. I felt called to meditate on them, to learn them more. Instead of doing a reading, I decided to choose one card. After putting them in order, I asked the Universe to guide me to the right card to study. I was pleasantly surprised when I looked down and saw this:
Itās hard to see but a strand of my hair was a caught in the deck. Carefully I found the cardā¦
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Reckless Decisions & Divine Messages
Reckless Decisions & DivineĀ Messages
One of those mornings. A decision made on a whim that looking back now, makes me realize everything happens for a reason. And also maybe I should be a little more careful. I donāt always need to test limits.
Nate ended up staying home today, so when it was time to take Dillon to school, I asked Logan if he wanted to go with or stay with Daddy. He chose Daddy, to my surprise. He usually lovesā¦
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Soul Journey
Brain zaps. Vestiges of an antidepressant I want so desperately to be free of. The worn Band-Aid I no longer need but canāt quite bring myself to rip away quite yetā¦ Insomnia. Random pictures sketched and water colored, paper soaking up rich pigments of fleeting ideas. The images flow out of my subconscious as I let them goā¦ Finding my way in a world I havenāt quite found my sea legs yet itā¦
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Itās so hard for me to meditate, to still my mind long enough to relax. The few times Iāve made an effort to do this have been amazing. Why do I fight it so much? . #meditation #anxiety #findingmyway #home #poetryofinstagram #poetry https://www.instagram.com/p/BsC4O4KjB_S/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=36mv2yuovpnm
Benefits of Meditation
Running nowhere fast
Endless hamster wheels in rat races
Won by no one
Why?
Whatās the point?
Silence.
Breathing in, and out.
Iām in this moment
Right here, and now.
Trying to make my world around me
Just as I need it to be.
Distractions.
āI shouldāsā roll around my mind;
Empty beer cans in the bed of a pick up
Iām worn thin
Saltwater taffy, stretched in all directions.
Diminished, pulled to aā¦
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Everything is better through their eyes...
Everything is better through theirĀ eyesā¦
āā¦Itās easy to feel like your present situation is how it will be forever, when itās viewed as negative or not favorable.
When itās a positive time, it seems to fleeting before fading away to monotony or more difficult moments.
Yet when I look back on my now 34 year old life, whether in journal entries or looking at pictures with my grandmother, I feel Iāve so far lived a pretty blessed life. Iā¦
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Speak Your Truth, Even if Your Voice Shakes
Speak Your Truth, Even if Your VoiceĀ Shakes
Iāve chronicled my struggles with drinking and cough syrup ad nauseum. But why do I struggle with feeling like I need to self-medicate? Why do I look for easy ways out to numb myself, to stop feeling, stop thinking? What if I was doing it because I was afraid to admit who I really am?
At first I thought it was just because I had made it into a habit, and when I was bored it was just what I did.ā¦
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Our Suicide & Drug Epidemic
Our Suicide & DrugĀ Epidemic
Depression and other mental illnesses are widespread in America. I could take time to link studies, but Iām not going to. My toddler will be up soon and Google is free. š
I always felt things more deeply, it seemed, than my brothers. I find it interesting that Iāve always been more spiritual than they are, too. I self-medicated with alcohol, starting in 8th grade. I live in a state where alcoholā¦
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#metoo
This video may be very triggersome. But it is so powerful and made me realize some deep, dark truths that I felt compelled to share.
As I watched this video, my first thoughts were of times I felt violated, of the stories Iāve listened to from tearful friend, and I wonder how these men could ever think this isā¦
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Mommy, My Knees Hurt...
Mommy, My KneesĀ Hurtā¦
āMommy, my knees hurt. I donāt feel good.ā
My former ER nurse brain glances over at him as I flip his pancake. Heās walking normally, his mucous membranes are moist, he still has his āsparkleā in his eyes. I brush him off and tend to Loganās fussing.
āMommy, my head kinda hurts.ā
I glance over at him once again. He looks fine, he ate a hearty breakfast, heās afebrile (no increased temperature).ā¦
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