Benzo Withdrawal
Morphing From Writer to Painter
Over the last few months my creative muse has reappeared, pulling me away from writing, away from my busy mind, which likes to think and dwell and ruminate. These days, my muse wants me to paint, which is cool because when I paint, I can turn off my mind and have fun getting messy with color….
My Own Yellow Brick Road
When Dorothy Gale of The Wizard of Oz started her journey down The Yellow Brick Road, she was terrified and, with the exception…
Night Time Horrors
I love children’s books. When my son was young, I delighted in introducing him to all my favorites, but I especially loved seeing his…
The Early Days of Benzo Withdrawal
Part III of my account regarding my struggle to survive after weaning off clonazepam, a powerful anti-anxiety medication. To read Part I,…
When The Bottom Fell Out
I’ve spent the last 8 months healing after weaning off a powerful drug: one that was prescribed by a doctor. It was a…
In Case You Want To Know Where I’ve Been
Some of you may have been wondering where I have been since my blog abruptly stopped back in August 2013. Let me…