Archive for June 2017

Sick

I’m already slightly awake when I feel little hands on my side. This is my daughter’s way of waking me up. I’m standing in the doorway to my parents’ bedroom, ambivalent. Do I wake Mom up? Am I sick enough to wake her up, or will I make Dad mad? I reach over to pull... Read more »

I hate that I'm on antidepressants, but I can't live without them

This is such an interesting prompt. As we adjust my meds yet again, I was reminiscing about a time when all I had to remember to do every day was take my vitamins. I didn’t have to worry about taking daily medicine–not even for allergies. It was kind of nice. But then again, the depression... Read more »