In 2010, I had a mental breakdown. In December of that year, I called the EAP at my company, totally clueless and asked them to get me an appointment with a therapist. And that started my therapy journey. My first
Therapist #6 – Starting over

In 2010, I had a mental breakdown. In December of that year, I called the EAP at my company, totally clueless and asked them to get me an appointment with a therapist. And that started my therapy journey. My first
So I tend to be the kind of person who has two speeds – 0 and 110. There is no in-between, it’s all-or-nothing. This is how I can be a person who so desperately craves order, stability, and tidiness and
I have been thinking about social media a lot lately. About how it’s not what it was in the early days – about how we’re all now just commodities trading our information for advertising. How all of these “free” services
So I had an idle thought today and paged through WordPress to see when I created this blog. First post is on 17 April 2008. I created this space to have a place to put my ramblings that didn’t have
Sometimes I think my brain inherently seeks balance. Or rather, that it craves balance, and I use my various hobbies and interests to help with that balance. I find myself involved in a lot of long-term pursuits. I’m 3 months
I have been struggling with how I wanted to do a “New Year” type post this year. There’s kind of a lot to sum up, but at the same time, it’s hard to place it all into context. Then I
Being that today is all about football* here in the US (for anyone who isn’t out shopping), I thought I’d talk a little bit about being an alumna from a Big 12 school. I frequently tell people I don’t like
I come from a family of people who love baseball. My grandfather is a good Italian boy from the Bronx, and so baseball was a huge part of his youth. He passed that love down to my father (and my
Confession time. I don’t really like board games. Or card games either, for that matter. Or really, “games” in general. Not even Charades. Or Dominos. I didn’t much like them as a kid, and I still don’t much like them
I have two favorite animals. They are, oddly enough, a predator/prey pair – owls and rabbits. I’ve loved bunnies since I was very small, when I had an enormous collection of rabbit plushies, as well as a lop-eared rabbit named