FYI: I will be changing the name of this blog tomorrow. I couldn’t decide what to call it. I have now decided. I will be calling it “Ramblings of a lunatic plastic mom”. It was the best I could come up with. It is how I feel.
Due to the fact that I am an all around hot mess right now, this blog will probably be all over the place. Due to one of the medications that I have to take daily my spelling, punctuation and grammar have gone to hell in a hand basket. Lit and English were my favorite subjects in school. I lived to read and write. Please don’t point out all my mistakes until I have found some self confidence and am more able to handle criticism.
I am very opinionated and make no bones about it. I am also open-minded enough to listen to others so as to gain new insight.
Due to the isolation that so often goes hand in hand with being disabled, I am fairly long winded. It comes from desperation and loneliness. People often walk away when someone becomes disabled because you aren’t able to be the perso n you used to to be. You really are still that person. You just can’t do all the things you used to do and I guess we become annoying.
I have been through hell at times in my life. If I write about those things, please understand that I am not looking for pity. Ever. Those challenges and bad times are what made me who I am today.
Writing is cathartic for me. It helps me work through issues in my life. I am empathic. I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders. I need to unload that burden.
Lastly, I am bipolar and ADHD. Add that to my constant companion whom I call pain, I am just a hot damn mess.
Lousy picture but I don’t like my pic taken. The cute fella nestled in my neck is Rocky. I rescued him a year ago from a shelter nearby. No one wanted him. His owner tossed him onto the side if the road – from a moving vehicle. He lives me even when I can’t love myself. Thank you, Rocky!
Thank you for being here and coming along on this crazy ride!