Get Ready for 2 Days of Giveaway on R.O.E.!!

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Yes, You Read That Right!

For my two year anniversary, I will host a 2-day giveaway. ๐Ÿ™‚

If you enjoy paper, collage, and stationery, don’t miss these 2 days of giveaway!!


Sunday July 21 – July 22, 2019


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Also, you will receive a journaling packet stuffed with vintage ephemera, designer paper, embellishments, and a variety of images to use in your personal journal.

A surprise element or two may be thrown in for good measure ๐Ÿ˜‰

This is my thank you for your support and cheers to two solid year’s of sharing my story!!

Prizes mailed to the winners August 15, 2019

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7.15.19

Personal Growth & Goals

On my two year blogging anniversary I question, “Can I recover?”.

But I will not ruminate on such thought because I am a warrior. I have no choice but to fight for myself. No one else will.

This too shall pass.

And when it does, I have learned and earned my growth.

That day is worth working towards.

Revenge of Eve

So You Know

Mental Health & Recovery

S.Y.K. is Bacccck!

The last two week’s there was no episode of S.Y.K. because, simply, life has been rough around these parts. In order to gain some normalcy, I figured I could start by publishing our favorite series of questions.

I hope you are excited ๐Ÿ™‚


So You Know (S.Y.K.)

Is a series of questions meant to bring the reader closer to their favorite bloggers. It’s easy to participate! Follow these simple guidelines:

Publish a post on your site answering this week’s questions.

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Be honest!

See simple, right?


This week’s questions

  1. Do you take a vacation during the summer months? If so, what amount of time do you travel (days, weeks)?
  2. Do you meet up with family or friends at the destination?
  3. What has been your favorite destination spot?
  4. What has been your worst traveling experience?
  5. If you do not travel each summer, what do you do to escape your reality?

I hope that everyone is staying cool this summer. Summer vacation comes to an end in three short weeks and school begins. Time seems to fly by the older I get. My daughter and I are going camping in the upcoming weeks and I can not be more excited. I haven’t got away in two years and the effects of that are showing in my lack of fulfillment.

The increase in my meds is working in spurts so I know I am on the right track. I go for an evaluation next Wednesday with a possible increase. I am bothered by my position in life these days, as you all know, so I am looking for any glimmer of light. Thanks for all the encouraging words you share and thank you for being a source of positivity in my daily reading.

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Relationship Curious

Mental Health & Recovery, Personal Growth & Goals

Hardly Ever

It isn’t very often that I have something positive to say about the generation that surrounds my daughter and my only true complaint with them is their lack of work ethic. And to be honest, it isn’t every day that anyone of any age impresses me but today, a nineteen year impressed me.

She’s actually impressed me quite a bit over the last three months but I’d hate for her head to get big and so I stay silent. She also just found out my web address so I won’t go into too much detail ๐Ÿ˜‚ here either. But I had to tell her tonight because what she did, I wish I had the courage to have done most of my life.

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She chose herself. She saw a toxic person for exactly who he is. This is not to say that he is a bad person. He is, however, detrimental for her growth. This also isn’t to say she won’t give him another chance tomorrow and I would never judge her if she did because I am no judge…but…before I go any further…

A brief snapshot of the situation:

  • Young single mother meets an older guy (10-11 years older) who invites her and her 18-month old son to move in bills free {red flag number one} a month into dating.
  • He talks at her, not to her and his opinions are made known.
  • He shows no affection.
  • Dinner is expected.
  • He encourages her son to disobey her.
  • He claimed to be in recovery yet from a photo, I said otherwise.
  • Last night, it became apparent that he must’ve started using again. {She is familiar with addict behavior because her mother is in active recovery and her dad is an active user of the same drug he claimed to not be on}.

Today, we moved her and her son’s belongings out. At that age or perhaps even my current age, I would make excuses for his behavior or secretly consider it a rescue challenge. I would disregard my intuition and stay because I feel that is the type of treatment I deserve. It’s the same toxic pattern that I have repeated in every single relationship I have had – which isn’t many but nonetheless, toxic. From there a stronger attachment is formed (feeding my ego it’s favorite meal…power) because they need me and I must prove so by providing shelter and other luxury accommodations. The given moment my temper flares, I flex my muscles (not literally y’all), tell them to get out and continue to beat a dead horse until it’s decomposed. Fun, right?

If you are lost, I’ll spell it out: I peep his game because I am the club president.

“I’m not only a client, I’m tha play’a President”

Biggie Smalls

I used to think it was them but as I’ve grown, I’ve began to notice my participation in the dance of deceit. And believe me when I say the men in my life that have got the best of me, they were my karma – I strongly believe that and that would attribute to my staying at times. But the joke was on me because, once again with that thought, proves I believed I held the power.

I must also acknowledge myself for being able to confront the patterns and behaviors that aren’t the most glamourous. Now I must move on to the action part.

Awareness, first. Action, second.

Now that I have identified this despicable pattern of weaved yarn, I must take action to not repeat it anymore. 34 years is plenty. That would require leaving the house. Better yet, my studio and I’m not sure what I’d do next with a guy – like how to have a conversation, how to believe them, how to accept their flaws…ugh…definitely not relationship ready but what if I am approaching relationship curious ??

Not An Option

Mental Health & Recovery

An option or not?

Losing hope isn’t an option and yet it seems to be the first I let go of. I am worn out from trying to stay afloat. Complaining with no action is pity and that is where I am. I can’t seem to do anything about this phase and yet I am resisting it with all my might. I’m tired. Tired of bitching, tired of crying, tired of…life. My body is exhausted and my mind; blank. I do not know what to do next. I try to not focus on the shit storm that is my existence and yet that’s it. I vaguely remember my summers being this way but I have also been on antidepressants so maybe they haven’t been as bad as this. So, I am on day two of my antidepressants – again.

I have never minded taking them. It was the antipsychotic I wanted to quit and somehow ceased taking the antidepressant along the way. My sister has moved in and while I love her a ton, I’m not excited because it displaces my daughter from her room. She isn’t here that much but it takes away her personal space and she isn’t happy about it, to say the least. I’ve been trying to prepare her for this day but really how can one prepare for it? She will have her own space but it is a work in progress. I have done nothing in regards to help making her a space of her own because I physically cannot at this point because…fuck, I can’t. I’m broke.

I am sitting in my designated studio space and it is the first time I have sat here in a week or so. Sure I’ve sat here but immediately I get up. I have no inspiration. I want to create to release whatever this pain is but instead I get up. What bothers me the most at this point is that I have nothing of value to write about. I feel like Debbie Downer and I don’t like putting depressing shit out into the universe but it is my reality and if I only put out Polly Positivity, I’d be lying.

Shortly after typing the above paragraphs I laid down and slept…more. I guess I need it. It’s all I want to do and the last thing I want to do. My body feels like it is shutting down without my permission. People have a hard time believing our mental health affects our physical state but I am living proof that it most certainly does.

I am going to try and put out an S.Y.K. tomorrow but I have two appointments and Kid so no promises. I will reach out and ask that y’all keep me in your thoughts and thank you for any good, positive vibrations you can send my way. I need them. I will drink me some water and hang on for tomorrow. Let’s hope that gets me through because giving up is not an option.

Drowning, Differently

Mental Health & Recovery

Do Different!

The definition of insanity is doing the same thing expecting different results. And so…, today, I did different. Not – I wanted to do different but I DID differently.

Having a morning routine is something I have wanted to give a go for about a year now and this morning, I had a tech-free morning that included writing my thoughts, indexing my day, and meditating. How amazing is that?!?!

Last night we had a total solar eclipse and it was a new moon. Tapping into my “energy life”, I have researched the energy of the moon. From as long as I can remember, I have been drawn to the night sky. The moon and stars heal my being like the ocean does for some. Give me a blanket, surrounded by trees and a sky lit with the moon and stars and I am a happy girl. I figure there has to be more to it than that and so I Googled.

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I have kept pretty quiet about my findings because I’m not particularly looking for opinions on the matter but I must say, me and the moon…we are close pals. I have now done a full moon ritual (last month) and last night I did my first new moon ritual. No, it isn’t witchcraft. It involves setting intentions and releasing things that no longer serve you – oh, and using sage to clear the air.

I drop that tidbit of info because it is something new I am doing and what’s the point in introducing new into my life if my routines and daily habits remain the same?? I’ll answer that for you – there is no point!!

Whatever it is that you do or believe or…yeah, whatever you do…it is the intention behind what you are doing and the follow up behind the intention that makes the difference. And allow you to claim your sanity as a bonus.

Today felt significantly lighter for me. I realize I have been quiet lately and I even skipped out on S.Y.K. this week, my apologies. To ease any worries, it is because I am processing a ton of…well, bullshit. Bullshit that I do not have a clue of what exactly it is I am dealing with. This phase has been difficult but I am trying my damnedest to respond kindly to myself – even if all that is, is tears, lots and lots of tears. I thought I was emerging but I am afraid I am barely hanging on some days. I am experiencing changes that I didn’t prepare for and even more weird, I don’t even know what changes I am talking about BUT I do know some things are changing within me and around me.

I know this too shall pass and I suppose it is the immediate gratification receptors that want it to pass now but I also know good things take time. I feel as though this transition began in 2017 and I am working diligently for things to smooth out. All I have is time. As much as I know all of this, I feel as though I am drowning, differently.


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Working on Us #4

Mental Health & Recovery

Working on Us

#4

After missing last weeks episode, I had to make sure to make good on this one. Life is a little busy and a little shitty right now but hey!!…that’s life ๐Ÿ™‚

Kid and I went out today and bought her some socks for school and a tea pot for her future stovetop. We prefer our tea boiled in a tea pot verses in the microwave. The aroma of tea makes me happy. My daughter is a sweet tea drinking fool so for her dorm/future apartment, a tea pot is essential ๐Ÿ˜‰ For Christmas I bought her a black strainer with silver handles and when we saw the tea pot with the colors reversed, she had to have it. Twenty dollars is worth the value of some good ole sweet tea.


I am choosing the first prompt which this week is a question that asks:

How do you deal with the stigma surrounding your mental illness(es)? The question was submitted by Carol Anne

I do not lend my focus toward the stigmas attached. I prefer speaking from personal experience and to anyone who brings the subject up. I also make sure to defend our lack of control on the matter and also do my best to provide educating material for others. In fact, I have pulled out Ashley’s book at work for a few girls who were questioning their medication. I do not have a resource library on hand but I do have some quick material bookmarked for easy access. I choose to put my energy in understanding my own situation without allowing others opinion to pollute my experience. I still grapple for the words to describe what it is I am dealing with. Some days are better than others.

Hometown Chick: Part 1

Louisiana Love

318 Girl

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The Red River. In this photo, we are at flood stage. *interesting fact: the casino I work at sits on this river.

If you are familiar with southern rap music, you’ll know that any time they “claim their city” or “represent” their hometown; like saying ” 504 Boyz” ~ Lil Wayne ~…. 504 is New Orleans’ area code. Up in Northern Louisiana, we are 318 – also known as Ratchet City (๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚) I can’t make this shit up..! (Iโคit!)

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A surprise for you

Reminiscing on when my life was hectic – being a full-time time mom, girlfriend, active alcoholic, full-time employee, and whatever else I was doing – we were so active!!!! One of our favorite things to do was tour our city. We love the downtown area of the city across the bridge from where we currently reside.

The developments restoring the old, brick factory buildings, turning them into living space along with the plantation mansions getting two sometimes four apartments out of one – has been expanding further out and so, with y’all in mind, I present you the Central West End Tour – keep in mind this is my first time to explore this part of town. The pictures reflect when fresh eyes meet wonder. I find beauty in dilapidated buildings and dead trees (not pictured today) so not all pictured has been restored…but there is hope.

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(It hasn’t always been this way)


Asian Gardens

Much to my surprise, my local town has developed an area dedicated to Asia, Asian Gardens. I find this interesting as my area isn’t one heavily influenced by Asian culture or the races of Asia, BUT the casinos generate a variety of cultures with Asian clientele topping the chart for feeding the gambling bug.

This area is located smack dab in the middle of our downtown area. I worked mere blocks from this dedication for a number of years and spent too many nights dancing until the sun came up, although, the Asian Gardens were not here at the time.

Here in Louisiana, the state is fueled and funded by the lovely alcohol tax. The laws that surround the sale of alcohol are determined parish to parish (we do not have county’s). You may be surprised to learn that our night clubs stay open until… Wait for it…. 6 am. Yes, that’s right! Outside of the downtown area and for the sale of alcohol in stores, it stops at 2 am but back in business at 7 am. There is a loophole that allows for drinking on casino property 24/7!!! Makes perfect sense that I am an alcoholic in recovery!


I present to you, Asian Gardens

Shreveport, Louisiana

These photos are of small statues that are each dedicated to areas of Asia.

There are mini gardens dedicated to specific parts of Asia scattered throughout a quarter mile radius. I am ashamed to say that I failed I record the details of this impromptu tour to coincide with its photography.

*note to self: take pics, jot notes*

Kid and I have already toured the next spot for Louisiana Love and I can’t wait to go back for the info!! Until next time,

โค from Louisiana