Confessions of a Mad Mooer: Mamma Needs A Wine



If I’m totally honest, I still have bad days. A lot of bad days. People think once you get medication and you get a therapist (and to be honest, because that’s the nature of this post, I have the best therapist in the world) that you’re cured. You just “get over it.” Unfortunately “it” isn’t so easy to get over because “it” is your brain. I still flip out. Even today I locked myself in my room for an hour because two weeks of no sleep,  concern over an AWOL friend and a threenager tantrum of epic proportions was all too much. So did I take a few deep breaths, have a cup of tea and move on. No, I went to my room, climbed into my bed and hid in my blanket fort. However,  it was just an hour and not in my cupboard behind my clothes so that was progress. Yep, today was progress.

You’re welcome to join me at My group for ladies that are cray cray (any kind of lady crazy, not just PND, if you’re a little bit mad and you’re female you’ve found a home)


About riedstrap

I have completed my first novel*... well third if you count the two magnificent pieces I wrote in primary school, and am really getting passionate about writing and learning about webdesign, blogging and publishing. *Since starting this blog I have in fact completed the sequel to said novel and am thinking of releasing it next year. But have also snuck in another two novels, one which I want to self publish next year, a memoir for all my fellow fifty shades of crae crae lady friends, and a flirty bit of feisty fun that will be epublished through Spice Ebooks in July 2015.

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  1. Pingback: Confessions of a Mad Mooer: What Would Robin Do? | Write or Wrong

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