Allo from the land of… something… something. Dudes and Dudelettes, my brain has been converted to pure fluff, ha ha. But we continue to do fairly well on the whole. Having a baby in the house is tiring and stressful … Continue reading →
Things have been going pretty darn well lately. I might feel a bit run down and flu-ish, but my mood has been stable. Until this morning. I got shivved by an anxiety spike. You see, I once engaged in the … Continue reading →
I am a cheerful person — even when Bipolar had me so twisted around I was snapping at everything, I still considered myself a cheerful person. I don’t feel that it’s disingenuous in the slightest — I’m not forcing myself … Continue reading →
One of my favorite things since moving to the UK in 2007 is the Eurovision Song Contest. I was vaguely aware of it before I moved over here, but it never occurred to me that I could watch it on … Continue reading →
I wish to preface this by stating I am a huge fan of Hyperbole and a Half, and have been since I first read her pants-pissingly funny and apt ‘This is Why I’ll Never be an Adult‘. When she posted … Continue reading →
I was talking to my husband last night (as we often do, seeing how we occupy the same physical space), and the subject turned to his particular mental health. We both accept that he’s got something ‘wrong’, but neither of … Continue reading →
Yesterday was a big day for me, after a fashion. I set up a Facebook page for this blog: https://www.facebook.com/TheScarletB And I set up a Google+ page as well: http://plus.google.com/109936263151293203712 I’ll be making use of these pages as another way … Continue reading →
Ever since I was rather young, I wondered why everything felt so… big. All my senses were in overdrive, and it was very obvious to me that everyone felt I was some sort of whinging drama queen. I was, ‘obviously’, … Continue reading →
My body made it exceedingly clear yesterday that I’m still sick. I guess I can sort of thank it for shutting up the bipolar-related nuisances… but yeah, no. I won’t go into the details of how my body made its … Continue reading →
I’m not much of one for the new year//resolution thing. I won’t hate on myself with disordered eating and damaging exercise regimes to attempt to conform to what is supposed to be the ‘right’ sort of body. My body is … Continue reading →