I’m mostly kidding, I know it was me. These days are different, I tell ya. I thought once most of the pandemic passed things would get back to normal. I think I even wrote a post about it.
Well guess what?
NOTHING is going back to “normal” there is no normal any longer.
I’m not just saying this because I’m a crazy woman with a house full of dogs either.
Well, yes the house is full of dogs, but… I’m a crazy woman who is starting an EMT program later this month, has a college dropout who’s remodeling the bar into a studio apartment. I’m a crazy woman who has a trans daughter starting medical transition soon, but not soon enough for her. I’m also a crazy woman who has a kid that doesn’t talk to me anymore. I think I’ve written a post about that too.
All those things, and this fabulous personality too? Oh yeah
It’s a package deal: all the cool stuff PLUS all of the crazy!
I joke about crazy all the time, but I know mental health isn’t a laughing matter. I have plenty of mental health problems, trust me. This is how I deal with the crazy; I embrace it, celebrate it even. But anyone who has anxiety issues know it’s not always a celebration. I feel like that’s why when things are good, it’s also good to laugh about it.
You call it an unhealthy coping mechanism, I call it Tuesday night.
That’s life, right? We all do the best we can at any given moment. Or that’s what I’d like to believe.