Letting My Preschooler Dye Her Hair

For those of you who know me or have followed my journey for awhile have seen the ongoing, never ending, transformation of my hair. I have had black hair, red, purple, pink, orange, teal, blonde, and galactic colors. Yes I have had "natural" colors, too. I just feel more like myself when my hair is... Continue Reading →

This Is My Normal.

When you spend the majority of your life a certain way, you can only assume that it is normal. It wasn't until maybe 2 years ago that I found out not everyone has experienced depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, and the like. Even in hearing other people's testimony about the way their "normal" brains work, didn't... Continue Reading →

Surviving me

I can feel the darkness approaching again. Thoughts are trying to consume me. I know when a spell is coming because I get angry, lazy, and quiet.  If you haven't already, you should read my mental illness post.  The littlest things can trigger me. I have to be completely self aware all of the time. It... Continue Reading →

Love Thyself #2

Today as Poppy was napping and Pickle was at preschool, I was going through some blogs. I stumbled upon one through a Facebook blogging group. Nia Simone wrote about accepting your physical self, including your natural hair. Ever since I was little, I have had thick and curly hair. At some point, my mom had started perming... Continue Reading →

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