Blowing Out the Cobwebs

Hi y'all!  

I know.  I know.  It has been a long while.  And I know you understand. Or at least you attempt to. And I thank you.  I am going to attempt.... scratch that.... I AM going to make a come back.

Hoping you come back with me. 

Just give me some time to blow out all the cobwebs and I will be back.  

And then, it will be just you, me and my cup of coffee.

Oh, and my 4 year old.

And maybe a couple guest writers?

And maybe vlogging?

We'll see. 

Just .... come back.

Please?

Much Love,

- KidLit!

Happy Day o' Love

Valentine's Day. Ugh.

Don't get me wrong, I love my man. I love my kids. I love my friends and the rest of my family. I do. I just don't like having a day dedicated to having to prove it.  Or worse, hoping to be worthy enough to receive it.

"How much do you love me? Oh, just a card worth? Wow. And here, I got you chocolate! Bitch."

I know it's not a contest, but it has always felt that way.  Especially in elementary school with the dreaded cardboard mail boxes. I was sure my cards with be met with reactions of disgust. I feared I would get all the ugly ones in return. No one ever seemed thrilled with all the time and effort I put into picking just the right crappy ass card for each classmate. And if I just assigned them at random, the brats would read too much into them and tease the recipient of my sappiest one. No, Sir Poopy Head, I did NOT give you the "key to my heart!" It just says that!! Be glad you one from each kid in the class and shut up!


Needless to say, I was glad that torture stopped after 6th grade.  Well, sort of.

I Came Out. You Can To.

Hello.  My name is Tracey and I am Bipolar. 

I know that sounds like the introduction to a 12 step program and I guess, in a way, it is. The first step: Coming Out! Announcing who I am. Stigma breeds in the darkness of the unknown. The only way to attack it head on is to step out into the light.

I came out of the comfort of darkness, and announced to the world I was Bipolar, a little over 2 years ago.  Seems like it couldn't possibly be that long ago, but now, two years later, I have decided to share even more of my illness with the world in hopes of further breaking down the stigmatic walls of mental illness.

Since my coming out, I have found strength in sharing my struggles, victories and discoveries with others. Knowing that you aren't alone, and connecting with others who get you and accept you for who you are, is a very powerful thing. This blog was created in the hopes of spreading that same strength, camaraderie, and acceptance to others. Whether you are Bipolar or know someone who is, I encourage you to check back often as I attempt to keep track of the ups and downs of my illness, those of my daughter, and some of a few shared by my family and friends. I also hope to someday, include your stories so that we might become an even bigger, louder voice of support and unity.

There are others out there.

Welcome to my blog.

You are not alone.