We’ve been Freshly Pressed!

Hi all,

This evening after my neighborhood walk, where I just kind of soldiered on taking the walk in a most obligatory manner, I glanced at my email to discover that The Irish Chef piece I posted last night was chosen to be Freshly Pressed by WordPress. I should be showing up on the Freshly Pressed site in a few days. I am flattered, flabbergasted, and honored all in one fell swoop. It just goes to show that we just have to keep writing. This past weekend I wrote more than I have in a very long time, and I wrote that piece right before bed after a marathon day of writing. It is so true that those marathons are needed so that the better writing can flow out of us. I need to remember to show up everyday to write. That’s the hardest thing for me, especially with the other daily challenges of DID and PTSD.

Before I received the email re: the Freshly Pressed post I was ruminating on ridiculous things. I was in one of those depressive and anxious moments that can throw you into a vortex of anxiety and despair. Getting the email enabled me to see that things are not so black and white, even in the midst of anxiety and uncertainly there can be moments of joy and happiness. The other concerns don’t entirely disappear, but they are somewhat mitigated by the small joys that we trip over in the day-to-day of life, and this one of those small joys.

Thank you for the continued support of my blog. It is much appreciated. I so often feel incredibly alone and unmoored, and your continued support means a great deal to me. I can’t thank you guys enough for continuing to read my stuff. This blog is one of the best things I’ve ever done for myself. It keeps me honest.

There are reasons to keep going, we just have to look.

In appreciation,


Happy Anniversary!

Hello Readers!

Today is the anniversary of A Year in the Life of PTSD! Thank you very much for being such great supporters of my blog.

I dedicate this poem to you, my readers, for all the continued support on here.

I Will Not Break

This day is not going to break me –

No way, no how, it is not.

Foggy days and vacant memory –

This day is not going to break me.

The dark place that knows me,

I implore it to set me free.

This day is not going to break me –

No way, no how, it is not.

Seven Things Award

Sorry, gang. I’ve been remiss about getting around to the awards for which I’ve been nominated. I’m playing catch up this week.

Last week, Maxi at Me and Anxiety nominated me for the Seven Things award. Thanks Maxi!

The rules of the Seven things about me award are:

  1. Thank the blogger who nominated you.
  2. Share seven things about yourself.
  3. Nominate other bloggers you think deserve the award, and post on their blog to let them know they’ve been nominated.

Here are seven things about me:

  1. I have a thick-headed sense of justice, so much so that I’ve quit jobs over it. It’s a gift and curse rolled into one.
  2. Since my PTSD diagnosis 4 years ago I’ve gained 45 pounds. I don’t even recognize myself in the mirror.
  3. Nearly every day I fight suicidal ideation. It’s been that way for most of the past 4 years.
  4. I am not a big candy eater, but I do like peanut M&Ms.
  5. My hair has been long all my life except for a horrid Easter season ca. 1986 and one regrettable hair cut in college.
  6. I have way too many degrees, 2 bachelors and almost a third masters. What can I say? I like learning.
  7. I am not a fan of hot weather. I belong in London, Dublin, Seattle, or Reykjavik. Every day I longingly check out the weather in these cities.

Here are 7 blogs I’ve recently started following that contribute greatly to the blogosphere. Please check them out.

  1. Soberistas
  2. The Undateable Virgin
  3. Staying Afloat
  4. Shoegaze and cats
  5. defying ptsd
  6. Not your victim
  7. Discovering Serenity

I have one more award to formally accept this week. So stay tuned! As always, thank you for being such a great supportive group here at wordpress.