is feeling OK
Student, musician, reader, wood craftsman, weekend warrior, walker, traveler, family man, great friend, and passionate lover.
Love, Peace, and Soul
July 5, 2008 9:08pm
Things are good. I've grown a great deal in the last two years.
I graduated in May and have a very good opportunity I'm enjoying …
February 7, 2008 1:34am
After a long day of studying, my cousin called and said my great aunt is making her way through transition. Her body has stopped …
January 31, 2008 12:54pm
I am now trying to concentrate on working out daily and going to bed at an appropriate time.
I have so many "issues" that I'm making …
i dont know if u got my message but i really really want to be friends
Thanks! I start finals in a week so it's that busy time getting everything turned in. I'm glad you survived your finals!
I hope you're doing well!
happy easter! hugs!!! =)
happy st. patrick's day!!! hugs!!!!! =)
I practiced safer sex. Safer sex is just that....safer-not fool proof! Unfortunately, emotional issues led to a sexual addiction that wasn't diagnosed until both cognitive and psychiatric therapies were coordinated.
Just accepted my diagnosis this past year. My new therapist believes I am only "slightly" bipolar. I don't exhibit sustainable periods of mania.
My therapists said I have probably been depressed since my mother died when I was five. The depression became severe during college. The depression became debilitating after my first year of teaching. Counseling, a change of jobs, and beginning a new career (after school) have helped tremendously.
Came out at 22. It has been rough. I wonder should I have done it at all.....
its been a challenge. I feel like I got the short end of the stick....
My weight gain started after I had to stay home with my stepmom for the birth of my step brother. As I started into puberty, the breasts started to grow. Here we are, 100 pounds overweight and breasts that are large.
The "bad" smell and "sweaty armpits" started in puberty. It would get so bad that I would scrub my armpits raw and then on Sundays, my dad would "smell" me and say I didn't take a bath.......great for your self esteem.....
Until I was diagnosed with BP, I was not picky about the people I had sex with.
Emotional abuse started after my mother suddenly passed away. In the African American community 25 years ago (even today), counseling/ mental health meds are frowned upon. My dad married a woman who had ( and still does) deep scars from the abuse she suffered. We all have caught hell from living with her. My father doesn't help either.
My mother died when I was 5. My family was very close. It totally destroyed my family. Everyone faced the situation in a self destructive manner. My dad married a mentally disturbed woman, my grandfather tried to fuck as many women as possible, my uncle fathered a child that looked just like my mom, and my grandmother went into a depression that finally killed her 13 years later.
Instead of drugs, I've used food to quell my depression
Came out at 22
