Brrrr!

Winter.  Bitter cold.  Rather than hibernate I'm keeping busy.  I'm doing my best juggling balancing acts with as much poise as I can muster up while I shiver from the subzero windchill.

I'm still climbing the side of the Mental Health plateau and man oh man I cannot wait to stand on that old plateau where the view is calming, stilling, and comforting not just for me but for others who have struggled with difficulties in the hands of mental illness.

The bigger conversation about mental health has begun, and it's about damn time.  The more bravery I see from individuals openly discussing their struggles with mental illness, the more peace I feel.  Our connectivity to one another is not always that of mad crushes or mad hate in the gossip trains speeding through technological universes.  Our shared vulnerabilities in coming to terms with our most troubling moments in our lives deepens our human bonds.  

At least that's what I hope for.

Hello 2016

Last year was one of the most difficult years I've ever had, but not THE most difficult year.

Having a mastectomy was much easier than having a mental breakdown.

Just saying....