My mind is not my friend …
Anne Lamott famously said that her mind is like a bad neighborhood; she tries not to go their alone. Walking through life with a psychiatric service dog means that I never…
Author: mschrysalis
I have a psychiatric service dog to help me navigate my peculiar brand of stormy weather: PTSD, depression, anxiety and suicidal ideation. I blog about this journey of mine and hope to contribute to a much larger conversation that seeks to end the stigma surrounding mental illness.
Worth Remembering
“Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are toxic to our being simply because their…
Weekly Photo Challenge: (Extra) Ordinary
In response to the Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: (Extra)Ordinary. This past summer I replaced the windows in my house. For a period of time there was no window at all, which made my…
The Blame game
Today I mourn the loss of someone I once called friend. Time and distance have intervened and that has given me the opportunity to look with fresh eyes at our…
Nurse Ivy
The patient is down with a migraine. Nurse Ivy (my psychiatric service dog) comes to the rescue with her own brand of healing energy.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Boundaries
In response to this week’s photo challenge, boundaries, I was thinking how boundaries can be barriers and obstacles; but, they can also create worthwhile containers. Now that I have a…
Wild Currents 