My name is Angie and I’m the mother of two adult daughters. I am co-parenting my autistic grandson with his mama, Older Daughter (I write semi-anonymously to protect Ben’s privacy) I, Older Daughter and Ben live together in one house that is ruled by King Ben. Gramma & Mommy are his loyal subjects.
I am a survivor of childhood sexual abuse as well as domestic abuse from my alcoholic (ex)husband of 20+ years. I occasionally have problems with PTSD from the abuse and clinical depression because… life and also heredity.
On top of that, or slithering through it, I am also disabled with Fibromyalgia. Fibro brings it’s friends Fibro Fog, Insomnia, IBS and Plaque Psoriasis to play along. I also have problems with gravity, so I fall down a lot. Inanimate objects suddenly jump into my path.
I am a voracious reader of books and eater of cheese. I like to dance with my cart while in the grocery store. Sarcasm is my primary language. I am a Myers-Briggs INFP, a Highly Sensitive Person (HSP), an Empath and a Pisces… I feel.
Bottom line, I’m kind of a mess. A generally happy mess, but a mess all the same. My blog is part journal, part rant space with a little attempt at education mixed in.
I’m a pragmatic eternal-optimist with a touch of cynicism.
(Updated June 6 2020)