tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77987453971881542322024-03-13T10:00:41.998-04:00Adventures in Anxiety LandFearsome and Funny Times Living With OCD, Complex PTSD, Depression, Panic Disorder, GAD, Phobias, Social Anxiety and SADThe Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.comBlogger111125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-3830271839697207372013-11-26T09:38:00.000-05:002013-11-26T09:38:46.385-05:00Cans - Another One Bites The Dust
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It's been ages ... again ... since I posted. This year has been a slow one for the blog, but that's okay. Maybe I'll just put ten posts up in December. :) I've been away from the blog both because of good times and bad. Usually the down times make me write, but for some reason this year I've been away no matter how I felt. Weird.
Anyway, whatThe Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-47741479185832955462013-07-21T00:34:00.000-04:002013-07-21T00:34:28.909-04:00Practicing Posture and Other Habits
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Where to start. How about with definitions of the word "practice?" It is such an interesting word. I first knew it to mean doing something over and over to gain skill or expertise, as in "practicing the piano." Then I heard people talk about "practicing law" or "practicing medicine." This wasn't someone trying to become more skilled, this was a The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-14274740049288147582013-06-25T12:52:00.000-04:002013-06-25T12:52:44.041-04:00Fountain of Too Much Going On
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So usually when I take a series of long writing breaks, it's because I am too depressed to write. I'm happy to say that my long absence has been due more to having too much going on, rather than nothing going on (for a change). The year has been overflowing (like a fountain, see pic :) although there has been both good and bad, it's mostly been good.
Yet, it's The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-79080771681960010002013-03-01T12:14:00.000-05:002013-03-01T12:14:38.199-05:00
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Wow. It's been a while since I read a title for a blog post that had me actually nauseous. Here's the one that got me - "How is your love life related to your Mother?" Oh. Ewww.
Zoh, tell me about your muzher.
Remember that "Mom" is a real hot button topic for me in general. I'm estranged from my parents, mostly because of my mother's unresolved The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-80158054388514558142013-02-06T15:24:00.000-05:002013-02-06T15:24:36.250-05:00Learning How to Say Goodbye
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There on my sidebar of blogs is "Toddler Planet." It has not been updated for year because the author passed away one year ago today on Feb 6, 2012. I haven't yet been able to bring myself to remove the link, but I think the next few days will finally see that happen.
I've been watching it slowly fall lower and lower on the list, wondering why I couldn't remove it.&The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-40434531188292518272013-01-22T20:00:00.000-05:002013-01-22T20:00:19.024-05:00So What is My Civic Duty When Sick, Anyway?
Woman pretending tocontemplate mask.
Hello Friends:
So okay, after my last post I kinda feel like the universe is having a bit of a joke with me. I am now the sicky. And I'm back on the train. Yep. No, I'm not wearing a mask, but I swear I know how to use a tissue, and I also use handiwipes constantly. Still, I would not be offended at all if you chose to sit The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-17091341877075650932013-01-14T11:42:00.004-05:002013-01-14T11:45:57.639-05:00Please Use Tissues, Thank You
Stock photo of perfectly wellperson pretending to be sick.Note proper use of tissue.
Hello Friends:
So everyone on my train is sick but me. Okay, that's not literally true. This is just that OCD feeling one gets when one travels. Every sniffle, sneeze, and cough is a sign of impending plague. I don't want the plague.
To back up a little - I'm on a train because I hateThe Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-59708673259646567272012-12-28T00:59:00.000-05:002012-12-28T00:59:51.048-05:00Depression Continues to Suck, and Advertising is So Manipulative
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I can't believe it, I'm posting again. Wow. That is about the longest time away from posting since I started this blog. Depression is a nasty, nasty beast. I'm still feeling pretty down, but things are improving. Case in point - here's a post.
Thanks to everybody for sticking with me, here. I hate it when my crazies make it hard for me to The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-79669889545845439472012-08-02T00:30:00.000-04:002012-08-02T00:30:01.290-04:00Book Review: I Hardly Ever Wash My Hands - The Other Side of OCD by J.J. KeelerHello Friends:
Yes, I too am on the book-tour wagon-train for "I Hardly Ever Wash My Hands - The Other Side of OCD" by J.J. Keeler!
This book gets 3.8 out of a possible 5 "wings" from Your Adventure Hostess. I know, I said I wouldn't split wings on book reviews, but I really had to for this one. Three was way too low, and four was a touch too high. So 3.8 it is.
Full The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-81593191860706013972012-07-26T14:18:00.000-04:002012-07-26T14:18:00.184-04:00Giving Grief Some Space
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A question came up on a forum - what have you lost or missed out on in life because of your mental illness? I usually avoid these questions, because I want to be 'positive' all the time. Yet I know that some of that inclination stems from a dysfunctional need to avoid the past. I do not like to allow myself to grieve. I can't stand the
sensation of The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-35432270429929961552012-07-14T16:50:00.002-04:002012-07-14T16:51:01.994-04:00Feeling Better, Getting my Butt Kicked, Still Going
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So my anxieties kicked my butt royally this fourth of July. I'm still upset about it. I had really been doing pretty well. Camping, going to the store, travel ... it was all looking pretty good. I figured attending a fourth of July party wouldn't be too much to ask.
Wrong.
It doesn't seem like it should matter that much, but I was really upset. I The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-31874045751781149422012-06-20T12:16:00.000-04:002012-06-20T12:16:55.558-04:00Normal People Go Camping, Right?
Yeah, looks like a nice horse, doesn't it? Don't be fooled ...
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So this is a sort of rhetorical question, because I've already done a lot of camping, myself. So I know that there are plenty of people who consider camping to be a normal, wholesome activity. It was something I really enjoyed as a kid, and I still want to be able to camp as an adult. The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-58438665619815621842012-06-04T14:49:00.000-04:002012-06-04T14:50:04.321-04:00I Love an Owl and Please Tell Me What to Read
Boggle the Owl gives a hug
to an anonymous icon
Hello Friends:
Just when you think you have a handle on the new platforms, more platforms show up. I've only just gotten comfortable with Twitter. (Facebook keeps changing so you can't actually get comfortable with it even if you use it every day.) Then I get forwarded a link for something on "tumblr." I do not know what The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-78388939982681268392012-05-04T12:27:00.001-04:002012-05-04T12:27:38.657-04:00Feeling Bummed Out n Ugly
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It's turning into a tough day. The major symptom of which was the recent thought "I am really amazingly ugly. Wow." I mean, on normal days I hardly think I'm beautiful, but don't generally find myself actually repulsive. Today - repulsive. It occurred to me that I could combine features from some animals and come up with a pretty good representationThe Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-60886244201698665032012-04-28T09:27:00.001-04:002012-04-28T09:28:09.562-04:00Trying to Keep the Past in the Past
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So did you ever experience a time when you did something that should have come back to bite you, but it didn't? (This really does have to do with the title, honestly.)
The time I'm thinking about is when I was in college. I'd burn candles in my bedroom now and then. I'd leave them for a few moments while I was in the kitchen or whatever, and then come back.The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-24129984350194879272012-04-19T09:34:00.001-04:002012-04-19T09:41:25.356-04:00Making the Choice to Keep on Going
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Wow, I am pleased and happy - after four years of blogging I have received my very first blog award for Adventures in Anxiety Land! The award is the "I Choose to Live" award, given by Jen Daisybee at Suicidal No More.
The text describing the award says "Awards will be given to bloggers who have lived through a period of
suicidality, due to a mental illness or The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-56173693114381656102012-04-14T22:12:00.002-04:002012-04-14T22:14:25.719-04:00Traveling when the Props and Flexibility Theory Don't Work
Headphones - Not A Perfect Solution
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Gearing up for more travel, I found some writing I had intended to post a few months ago. I had cruised through two flights using my Fun, Flexibility, and Props. And in one moment, panic. Oh yeah.
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I think this is sort of the sink or swim aspect of travel. Sometimes you can't make a situation feel better.&The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-59382362662336151692012-04-10T08:00:00.000-04:002012-04-10T08:00:09.265-04:00Taking on Travel Anxiety With Some Props
Let's see, got the toiletries, pants, shirts, trashy novel, the cat ... um, wait a minute.
Hello Friends:
I've just come out of a long spate of travel, and soon will be headed into another one. Now, that's good. I love being in new places, but I'm not terribly keen on getting to those places. Back in September I blogged about using both Fun and Flexibility to ease travel The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-72415452066249738852012-04-01T18:44:00.003-04:002012-04-01T18:47:22.737-04:00Spring Beauty Right Out The Front Door
Flowers growing in my own
postage-stamp of a front lawn.
Not sure how they got there.
Hello Friends:
I want to say "thank you" again to everyone who read and especially those who commented on my last blog post. It is amazing to get that kind of support, and I appreciate it more than I can say. First of all I just feel better for myself, feeling more understood, and secondly I feel a The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-73317017839172361682012-02-24T13:17:00.000-05:002012-02-24T13:17:55.302-05:00Dealing with Dark WatersHello Friends:
I mentioned in my last post that I had a whole dang list of things to write about and what with one thing and another, I hadn't manged to get my act together. Far be it from me to suggest my act is actually coalescing, yet here is a post.
One of the reasons this winter has been so tough is something that happened early on, in December. I'm feeling a little better The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-75540112817528415742012-02-07T01:08:00.000-05:002012-02-07T01:08:33.058-05:00Derailed by the Rains of WinterHello Friends:
I had all sorts of nifty ideas for this post. I've been out of circulation, first for holiday vacation, and then for a month dealing with a combined ear and sinus infection. Yee haw. That and some 'fun' times at the pdoc and tdoc have given me plenty to write about.
But I've been derailed.
I've lost another friend to cancer. Another colleague. The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-34335228065871520852011-12-09T16:33:00.000-05:002011-12-09T16:33:02.328-05:00Depression in December - A Holiday ChallengeHello Friends:
Long time no blog - well, a month, anyway. I always forget how crazy the end of the year can be. November is particularly sneaky since I try to do a lot of writing, but also have to clean up from my usual huge Halloween party, and then suddenly it is time to get ready for Thanksgiving. Then the month is over. And with the MIs, time does not seem to go by atThe Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-61928379545923287372011-11-08T17:59:00.000-05:002011-11-08T17:59:13.476-05:00Even More Sane Than EverHello Friends:
As you know by now I love online quizzes, and I love talking about the crazies. So pretty much nothing can beat an online quiz about the crazies. My favorite for the last two years has been The Sanity Score at PsychCentral. I've mentioned before that I don't think it is terribly diagnostic, but given that I've taken this exact same test five times now over the The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-70785236675439921332011-10-26T18:21:00.000-04:002011-10-26T18:21:58.399-04:00A Ridiculous "Hello" from HalloweenHello Friends:
So there I am, in my kitchen, trying to make something to eat. No, this story is not about mice. Much. Other than to say you know how hard it is to cook in a kitchen that has recently been visited by varmits. I still do not have them out with certainty, but it's been five days since they've been sighted. Heard one in the walls last night, but it did The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-25353022081618090422011-10-15T18:25:00.000-04:002011-10-15T18:25:03.352-04:00Varmint WarfareHello Friends:
I was far, far too optimistic to hope I had managed to rid my abode of mice. A week after we returned from our trip, my spouse spotted yet another varmint. This time in the LIVING ROOM and the little sucker ran into the KITCHEN and went into the cupboard where my COOKING PANS are.
Of course you know, this means war.
At this point, there is no food they can get to, The Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.com16