The posts focus on defining courage through research and stories.
Yesterday my youngest daughter and I went to Tulsa, Oklahoma, the closest “big” city, to shop and for me to sit for the first session of my next tattoo. It was an incredible day with us stumbling upon two unbelievable sales at JC Penney and Ann Taylor Loft. We came away with 13 items for … read more
It took two doses of Klonopin to get me through that gallery reception. The only thing more terrifying than having my head shaved was standing in the middle of a room surrounded by giant photographs of me having my head shaved The images are beautiful, and if there was another face in those pictures, I’d … read more
On December 13, six months after shaving my head, I wrote about the meditation practice I use to get past the urge to pull out my hair. Step One: Close my eyes Step Two: Breathe Deeply… Little did I know that just one month later this would become a virtually impossible task. My workplace is … read more
For the past few weeks I’ve dreamed several times about my teeth falling out, and I wondered as to the meaning of such a recurrent dream. If only there was a place I could type a question and get thousands of links to answers of said query. According to the all-knowing Google, and multiple sites … read more
In my attempt to overcome trichotillomania, I have been seeking to identify stressors in my life and eliminate them. For the past two-plus years I have worked a job that could most succinctly be described as grueling. (There are a lot of other words to describe it, but I’ll keep this P.G.) My coworkers and … read more
After two years of planning, preparing, and procrastinating, the day had arrived to follow through with my terrifying intentions. As always, my trusted friend and artist extraordinaire, Marsha Foster, was at my side, snapping away, asking the hard questions and recording my emotional responses. To a certain extent, it felt as though I was behind … read more
“I secretly kinda hope I have cancer, so I’ll have a socially acceptable reason to shave my head.” I actually said those words out loud last week while waiting for the pathology report to return from my lymph node surgery. Seriously? I would rather have cancer than trichotillomania. What. The. Hell???????!!!!!!!!! I have known some … read more
On March 20, 2017 I underwent relatively minor surgery to remove a suspicious lump in my left supraclavicular area. By the end of today, I will know if my Google death spiral was right or wrong. How am I supposed to feel as I wait? My husband and I are so incredibly different. He is … read more
So basically my life ceases to exist during the month of December. I work at the Post Office and from Thanksgiving until New Year’s Day I eat, sleep and breath mail and parcels six-seven days per week, 12-14 hours per day. Blogging is a pipe dream during this time, and if I did write something, … read more
What doesn’t kill you… Sometimes I want to scream at God, “I’m strong enough, already!” I have grown so weary of evil. There is no part of this world that it hasn’t touched. No safe place exists where it cannot reach. Evil, darkness, pain and suffering inhabit every corner, every nuance of my conscious life, … read more