On Christmas Eve, the extended family came over for a dinner party. This means that my mom spent the hours before the dinner party yelling at her kids because she can get anxious and is a perfectionist-- you see where I get it. At one point, Bobby told my mom that the whole house would be a lot more productive if she would stop yelling at everyone ( Read more... )

I'm finding that I can be honest and vulnerable, and people will be supportive. I don't always have to stay silent, deflect with a sarcastic comment, make a joke, or be so overwhelmingly inappropriate that I'm not taken seriously ( Read more... )

Flavor combinations that have been rocking my world as of late ( Read more... )

Today, I went to the neurologist. Several things were accomplished ( Read more... )

NY Times
The Facebook ResistersOne of the comments boiled down all of the reasons I left facebook years ago ( Read more... )

This afternoon at Peet's, a mom and her two sons walked in. The eldest couldn't have been older than 4, and the younger one looked to be about 2. The mom tried to keep her boys quiet at the table-- she even bought them cartons of chocolate milk hoping that was enough of a distraction-- but eventually gave up and let them socialize with the other ( Read more... )

In an episode of The Big Bang Theory, Leonard described the hugging machine he built as a child to serve as a substitute for his mom. He needed to get affection from somewhere, but his mom wouldn't give it to him, so he constructed a machine to give him the affection he needed. It's absurd, and tragic ( Read more... )

Whenever my life starts to feel too chaotic, cleaning makes me feel better. I don't mean an obsessive, wash-my-hands-30-times kind of cleaning*, but more of a, "I need to feel accomplished somewhere in my life, so I'm going to start with laundry ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I had an anxiety attack severe enough to render me helpless for most of the day. Once I get going on my anxiety roll, it's pretty hard to get out-- I obsess, think the whole world hates me, drive aimlessly looking for a distraction, have the urge to puke-- it's ugly. I didn't know how I was going to get out ( Read more... )

Today I learned that my mom is even hypercritical about the appearances of people on tv, and not just me. It was strangely comforting ( Read more... )