•      This past week and a half, have been wonderful for me.  I have been busy, doing things that I love,and I think that business can contribute to happiness.     I spent some hours volunteering, in the office of my church, last week, doing basic receptionist work.  I…

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  •      I resigned from my job at the supermarket about a month ago, and my life is finally showing me signs of joy again.  I’m not saying that my life is perfect, now, but it is starting to show promise.      My deep depression has lifted, and my…

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  •      I felt completely miserable for a few weeks after quitting my job.  My sleep cycle was wrecked.  I never wanted to eat.  I was crying a lot.   I felt hostile towards my husband.  I couldn’t really help my friends that were in need of help.  I was…

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  •      I had thought that after I resigned from my job I would feel great relief.  I was dead wrong.  I am greatly suffering inside my soul, instead.      This past week. I had a few days where I slept all day and all night.  And then, I…

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  •      As you may have read, in the last blog entry, I resigned from my job.  I was working, as a Meat Clerk, at a supermarket.  I had been there for 5 1/2 years and always felt secure in my job, until about 10 weeks ago.      No,…

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  •      I made my decision, about my job, finally.  After 5 1/2 years, at that supermarket, I resigned.  In fact, I resigned, on July 1, which is my birthday.      It was not an easy decision for me, but I felt that I had no other choice.  When…

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  • Dear Pietro,      It has been 23 years since we were together, yet I had a very vivid dream of you last night.  Then I realized that today, is your birthday.       In the dream, we ran into each other, in a restaurant in Boston.  We spent the…

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  •      For the past week, my mental health, has been failing me, again. I have been going to bed at 6 PM, every night, because, I cannot stand to be awake.  I am surviving on coffee, and 2 slices of wheat toast, with peanut butter, a day.  My husband…

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  •      Wow!!  It has been more than 3 weeks, since I have written.  That, is a long time for me. My work situation has changed.  About a than a month ago, I received a telephone call, from the manager of the supermarket, where I work.  It was a Saturday…

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  •      I have been out of work since April 4, and it is now May 16.  Oh my Lord, why is this recovery so slow?  When will I be back in remission again?      I have a few things to write about, but my mind is still not…

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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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