Have you ever had one of those days where you call your kid out from school simply because he has no clean pants? If the answer is yes, then you may be a little bit like me. I’m talking about being overwhelmed. It’s something that happens to a lot of us at some point. However,Continue reading “No Pants, No Bus Ride”
By Andrea Watson March 14, 2021 It’s time for the stimulus package to roll out and most of us are super excited. Over the last year, while covid has run rampant, most of us have seen a decrease in our income. Even those people who are used to living comfortably have been dipped into theContinue reading “Poverty and Mental Health”
You don’t have to understand the stock market to comprehend what is going on here. Everybody’s jumping on the “Eat the Rich” bandwagon lately, right? Right. Me too. But why are we attacking the stock market? Isn’t that what holds up our economy by allowing corporations to grow big and gain an advantage over competitors? Yes, that is exactly why we’re doing it. Because it props up a broken system. It is a system that has served only to keep the rich rich and the poor poor. The issue, as it stands before us today, is that the imbalance of wealth in this country is greater than it has been since the French Revolution, and people haven’t been this poor in general since The Great Depression. We are attacking the problem from the inside out, ripping at the underbelly of The Beast to spill its vital organs and take them for our own. So the question is, how hungry are you, really? I am personally ravenous.
Surviving as a Parent With an Autistic Child I know, it seems like we’ve heard this all before, right? Dealing with autism is hard. VERY hard. It tries the best of us to within an inch of our sanity at times. We get hurt. We make mistakes. We misunderstand. We just cannot connect to ourContinue reading “Understanding Autism”
Women are under constant pressure to fit a certain body type; to be the best possible specimen of woman, one who is desirable for mating. It’s true. It’s evolutionary psychology. This pressure usually is presented through the media or even through other women going through the same struggle. But did you know that men deal with body image issues just as much as women do? Or that eating disorders plague men as well as women? This is true as well. The only thing is, men’s issues aren’t discussed or even presented to the world to the degree that women’s issues are. Why is that? Likely because men are taught to be stoic and silent, and that any problems they have must be kept secret.
So I just spent several hours on Quora.com answering a buttload of questions and I came across one that asked” How can I diagnose myself with depression and anxiety?” I had to answer this one. I had to say “Whoa buddy. Stop right there and back away from the Prozac!” What a stupid question…maybe. Is it? Do people really want to do this? I guess so. But it seems so damn foolish. Why? Read on.
My son watches a lot of YouTube videos. He was watching one the other day and I heard the host say that depression is the act of being depressed. That had to be one of the stupidest damn things I’ve ever heard. Depression is not something you do, it is something you live with involuntarily. Not an act, a state. But this stupid comment got me thinking about myself and some of my beloved people. How do you help someone who lives with depression? What can you do for someone who literally can’t escape the darkness? This post puts forth some ideas.
I will never truly know if what I experience is reality or not. I will always hold skewed and misguided beliefs about the world and about myself (did you know I am not human, but rather an angel of destruction sent here to wipe out humanity?) Yeah. I truly believe this, and I know it is not normal. Now this sounds like a bunch of negative affirmations, doesn’t it? But I would challenge that thought. After 30+ years of dealing with my own bullshit, I can tell you that these are simple truths, not self-fulfilling prophecies. I have an education-I am not fooling myself or you here. I’m not stupid, just crazy.