My oldest daughter and I don’t argue like normal people. We roast each other. There are no civilized debates. No calm discussions. No “I understand your perspective.” It’s straight-up emotional dodgeball with insults. If you hear us from another room, you’d think one of us was about to

Happy Birthday to my favorite trio of chaos, laughter, and endless energy — Caden, Xander, and Bentley! 🎉🎂🎈 I still don’t know how the world survived the arrival of three little boys at the same time, but somehow here we are. You three have spent your lives proving that one kid can make a mess,

Depression is wild because one minute you’re answering texts, making dinner, paying bills, and pretending you’re a functioning adult… and the next you’re staring at a wall for three hours wondering if the wall is judging you. Depression doesn’t always look like crying in the shower while sad mus

Anxiety is a strange thing. People think it looks like panic attacks and shaking hands. Sometimes it does. Sometimes it looks like checking your phone seventeen times because you’re convinced you forgot something important. Sometimes it looks like lying in bed replaying a conversation from

Happy 10th Birthday to my baby girl, Madison. 🎂🖤 Ten years ago, you came into this world and somehow managed to steal my heart, my patience, my snacks, my blankets, and every ounce of personal space I thought I had. You are the girl who can make me laugh when I want to cry, who asks questions

The crow never hated the butterfly. It only hated the distance. It mistook pursuit for purpose… and grief for love. The butterfly wasn’t running because the crow was unworthy. It was flying because that’s what butterflies do. Some hearts are built to nest. Others are built to mig

Living with schizophrenia is like having a roommate who has never once told the truth but speaks with the confidence of a man reading directly from the Constitution. Hallucinations don’t knock. They kick the front door off the hinges. One second I’m existing. The next my brain is like,

#emergingcreator You know what I’d like? Just one day. One completely average, boring, painfully ordinary day where my brain doesn’t decide we’re starring in a psychological thriller. I want to know what it’s like to wake up without immediately checking the emotional weather forecast

#emergingcreator Let’s clear something up because apparently this is advanced calculus for some people. No. That is a complete sentence. No doesn’t mean, “Convince me.” No doesn’t mean, “Keep asking.” No doesn’t mean, “Maybe if you guilt-trip me, pressure me, or catch me in a vulnera

Friendly reminder: I am a person, not the emotional support kiosk at Walmart. You don’t get to kick my door in, unload seventeen years of unresolved trauma into my lap, then leave me holding the emotional equivalent of a live grenade because you feel better now. Did you ask if I had the bandw

The only thing standing between some people and the ass-chewing of a lifetime is the fact that I have children who expect me home for dinner. Because make no mistake, my patience is not natural. It is court-ordered by motherhood. Every day I wake up and choose responsibility over violence. No

Some people show up armed with passive aggression like it’s some kind of stealth mission. They sigh. They make vague comments. They hit you with the classic, “Oh, it’s fine,” when it is very obviously not fine. Meanwhile, I was not built for psychological hide-and-seek. You say, “Some pe

Mental illness is sold to us like a staircase. One step. Then another. Then another. A neat little journey from Point A to Point B. That is a lie. Mental illness is a rabbit hole. One day you’re standing in your kitchen looking for your phone. The next you’re questioning every d

I sleep just fine knowing some people don’t like me. In fact, I sleep so well I’m starting to think their disapproval might be a natural sleep aid. Somewhere out there, a grown adult is lying awake at 2:17 a.m. replaying something I said three years ago, conducting a full forensic investigati

Hey everyone, I'm excited to share a few quirky and interesting facts about myself with you all! #gettoknowme

My WIP gives me emotional whiplash on a level that should probably qualify as a medical condition. Explain to me why I can spend months creating a character, designing their personality, choosing their trauma, handcrafting their flaws, writing their dialogue, controlling every single decision th

I’ve visited 17 states in the United States! And my favorite states are Texas, Louisiana, Nevada, Wisconsin and Florida. #statesivebeento

My road name is Juggalette because “well-adjusted member of society” was apparently already taken. I didn’t choose the chaos. The chaos saw me standing in a parking lot somewhere between a nervous breakdown and a spiritual awakening and said, “Yeah. That’s one of ours.” Juggalette isn’t a nic

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there. Today we celebrate years of hard work, unconditional love, terrible dad jokes, and the single most successful evacuation of a nut sack in human history. Whether you’re changing diapers, teaching life lessons, grilling food with unnecessary confide

Happy Father’s Day to my dad, who is unfortunately celebrating from the most exclusive gated community imaginable. Not gonna lie, Father’s Day is weird when your dad has been gone for years. Every year I find myself wanting to call you, tell you what’s happening, ask your opinion, and then remem