Return of the Mack…

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Wow. It’s kind of amazing how quickly and horribly things can go wrong when you stop taking a medication that you clearly need. In my case, I really needed that Abilify and things took a dark turn when the doc experimented with taking me off of it. Within three or four days of having my new prescription, I began feeling...


And She’s Buying a Stairway… to Homework Avoidance

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So I had this conversation with my therapist last week. I said to him, “I just feel so lazy.” He chuckled and said, “You? Lazy? That’s almost comical.” After seeing the good doc for the last several months, I’d like to trust that he knows my self-loathing shenanigans by now. He’s pretty good at calling me on my depressive thoughts...


Jolene Knows How to “Shake It Off, Shake it Off.”

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In case you don’t follow my facebook page (or just miss things) I wanted to share this adorable video of Jolene dancing to me singing an acoustic version of Taylor Swift’s “Shake it Off.” I’ve been playing more guitar lately (as another way to avoid the mounting work/homework I don’t wanna do) and Jolene took time out of her busy...


Two Years Later…

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Two years ago this week, I stayed up into the wee hours of the night with my blog mistress StarryMom hastily moving my blog to a paid subscription model. I didn’t take any time at all to think about the potential fallout of that decision. I never assumed that the facebook thread announcing my decision would draw thousands of angry...


May 8th, 2015: The End of My 10-Year Journey Through Higher Education

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January 10th, 2005. That was the day that I began this journey. That was the day that I sat down in my first college class ever, at the ripe old age of 26 years old. HH and I had been dating for just a few months. I earned my GED two years earlier and was just biding my time until...


The Only Way I’ll Make it Through The Next 9 Months…

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m4s0n501 I’m seeing a new therapist. The new therapist senses that the start of my school year is a huge source of stress and anxiety for me. (Really? I can’t get out of bed and I’ve lost all interest in living, but that’s a normal reaction to the first week of school, right? Right? It’s not? Damn.) So he asks...


Coming Fall of 2015: The First Ever Feminist Breeder Retreat!

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People have been asking me for years to have some sort of feminist breeder conference or get together and I’ve always thought it sounded like a fun idea. But it also sounded incredibly expensive, time-consuming to plan, and a nightmare to coordinate. BUT, I’m graduating next Spring and I’ll have more time on my hands in 10 months, so I...