•      Yesterday, while waiting at the Lowell Train Station, I had an interesting, spiritual experience.  I think that I heard the voice of God.  But he spoke to me intuitively, not in a booming tone as one might expect.      I had just taken the train to Lowell,…

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  •      Yesterday was a bit of a challenge for me, and I’m not quite sure why.  But I suspect it has to do with it being in a summer month, which brings up a lot of bad memories and brings past emotions to the surface.  Or maybe it was…

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  •      A lot has happened over the past 6 months.  But it has all been for the better.      I decided not to undergo ECT…Electro-Convulsive Therapy…shock treatments, anymore.      They did help me, they re-booted my brain after 9 months of undergoing treatments, but it scared the…

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  •      This time of year, the summer months, are very hard for me, and I usually don’t cope as well as I would like to.   It brings up a lot of memories that I wish that I didn’t have, because during the summer, I would have to fly…

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  •      Today is Father’s Day.  Much to my own surprise, I broke down and cried, heavy, deep sobs. I have talked a little bit about my father in a  previous blog, but he can be summed up as a sociopathic abuser.  I have never met any one else as…

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  •      My asthma is bothering me again and that leaves me short of breath during easy activities, physically uncomfortable, frustrated and a little scared, but I do not feel deeply depressed like I often do when I am physically ill.  Which is a really good thing, it’ll make battling…

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  •      I have been missing my Rudy and fighting off a bad asthma flare-up.   On Monday at work, I kept feeling out of breath, after doing simple, easy tasks.  I found my eyes tearing up.  I didn’t know if it was some type of anxiety attack or if…

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  •      Last night I had to make one of life’s most difficult decisions.  I had to have my beloved cat, Rudy Catkins put to sleep.  He was 17 years old, and weighed only 7 pounds…in his prime he weighed 17 pounds.  Rudy had a swollen liver, severely irregular heartbeat…

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  •      I am starting to feel better today, compared to how I felt in my last blog entry.  Even yesterday, I was not myself.  My husband took me for a drive and we ended up in Harvard Square.  He parked the car and persuaded me to take a walk…

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  •      I have not felt like myself, this past few days.  I feel anxious, nervous, exhausted and physically uncomfortable.  I am completely unenthusiastic about life.  I keep trying to do normal things, like shop, but unfamiliar places make me panic inside.  I tried to bake a cake but felt…

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I’m Christine

My name is Christine and I am almost 45 years old. This is my very first blog. I am writing because I feel like I am living in a closet. But I am not gay, I am mentally ill, I have Schizoaffective Disorder. I also have PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder). Not many people know this about me. I have been fearful of “coming out”, because, frankly, the human population has not always been kind to people with mental illness. But isn’t it time that we come to accept all of our bothers & sisters, regardless of their differences?

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