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Lessons Learned

Tomorrow marks the fourth year since my mother passed away. I am going to be brutally honest and as terrible as it is to say, I don’t miss her. What I do miss is the ability to have a relationship with her. The illusion of what I have conjured up in my mind of what…

Unhealthy Cycles & Abandonment

As a little girl I used to sit at the window day dreaming even though it was often at night when my step-dad had already gone to sleep. The only things I could see under the streetlights were the parked cars. Every once in awhile I would see a flash of light indicating a car…

Korsakoff Syndrome

Have you ever heard of Korsakoff Syndrome? Yeah, me neither!  What is Korsakoff Syndrome?   Google puts it this way: “Korsakoff syndrome (also known as Korsakoff’s amnesic syndrome) is a memory disorder that results from vitamin B1 deficiency and is associated with alcoholism. Korsakoff’s syndrome damages nerve cells and supporting cells in the brain and spinal cord,…

The Unconditional Compassion of Mothers: A Heartwarming Tribute

Introduction The word “mother” carries with it a profound sense of compassion that is unparalleled in the human experience. Mothers, in all their diversity, are the custodians of love, empathy, and understanding. Their compassion transcends boundaries, cultures, and generations, making them the unsung heroes of our lives. In this article, we delve into the boundless…

Codependency

Over the years I have read self help books, went to therapy, and watched shows like Dr. Phil to help me better understand myself and others. I have always had a deep interest in Psychology, but, I do not profess to be an expert of the mental health field. I simply learn what I can,…

Beginning of Life and Fear

As a little girl I had noticed that everyone had a mother except me. I never understood why. I must have started to ask about my mother a lot because my step-father (who adopted and then obtained legal custody of me) told me that my mother was a drunk, drug addict, a whore and that…

Life is Like a Puzzle

After reading my first post I’m sure you are wondering why I made the difficult decision to stop talking to my mother. It wasn’t one thing or even one event that led me up to that decision. It was years of decisions that my mother made that showed me that I just wasn’t that important…

The Last Few Days

On June 29th, 2020, as I was working, I received a Facebook message from my aunt Penny. She asked me if I wanted to know about my mother. I asked her what was going on and she replied to me that she was in the Intensive Care Unit. I, of course, asked my aunt what…


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