This is version 2 of the About page and it will probably go through many, many more revisions so fasten your seat belts. Each time I write this it turns into a blog post, so then I feel like I’m cheating so I feel the need to write a new About page.
Where to begin? I’m a (mumbletysomething)-year-old woman. I am married with two cats. Oh, and I attract weird cats. I think it’s something to do with my personal pheromone chemical imbalance (as opposed to my BRAIN chemical imbalance) but so far I’ve had no luck getting anyone to do a scientific study on that. I’m sure when I’m in the throes of denial and sick of writing about my illness (and it WILL happen) I’ll write stories about my weird cats and then you can comment with stranger stories about your weird cats and we can all commune in weird cat parentage nirvana.
I hope to use this blog to help fight the lies that depression tells me and if you’re reading this because you or someone you love is being told lies by depression, I hope what I share here helps… however that manifests.
That being said, I’m also using this blog to fulfill my life-long dream of writing. (OK, maybe not life-long. I have to admit I really HATED to write in grade school… and high school… and college.) But for a while now, I’ve wanted to write so here I go. Do I hope you like it? Of course, I’m a human being. Will I stop if you don’t like it? Probably not. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion but one thing I’m trying to learn through this exercise is to rely on my inner voice (the good one, not the one that lies to me,) follow my heart (sounds trite, but I’ve found it to be a very good way to move through this world) and not internalize the external (that includes the negative AND POSITIVE opinions about my writing, my observations, my truth.) Is this making any sense whatsoever?
Anyway, if you’ve read this far, thanks! And thanks for coming along on this journey with me. It really feels less like boarding a plane and more likely stepping of a cliff. But here we gooooooooo!