Hello all!
As some of you know, I haven't been playing around on MySpazz much. I don't want to get all psychological and shit, but I really associate MySpazz with an era of establishing and learning how to have quality friendships that demand nothing but a bit o'love here and there. My face-2-face friends and my online friends have become the safety net that stands between my raging bipolar disorder, when it chooses to rear its ugly head. I used to think that MySpazz was the only way to continue to develop the online friends and my writing...
Now, I know better. Perhaps it was a emotional maturity thing? Who knows? Well...Either way, I have kind of had my fill of MySpazz and will only keep my account alive to access the few groups that I really care about.
Okay... Onto my blog entry/introduction/blahblahblah:
My name is Catherine and I am a thirty-three year-old, bipolar, recovering alcoholic. I live in Wisconsin and a mother to four children and two step-children. I am a fulltime student and I write a column for the local paper about philanthropic, recovery, and mental health issues. Since I am a very hardcore nerd, I love to monkey around on the computer and write about things; some of the topics I write about are pure nonsense, while some of them come from the very core of my spirit. I laugh a lot and try not to take life too seriously, even when living becomes like eating a shit-sandwich.
I am married to a man who is completely my opposite. He does not care for artsy-fartsy things and is a major hockey-head with his favorite team being the Minnesota Gophers. He is a man of few words, but when he speaks a lot of people listen---Except me. Because I am kind of his dingbat Edith to his growly, obnoxious Archie. He spoils me a lot and is a wonderful father to our children. This past year, he walked me through a nine-month-long psychotic episode; I know for a fact that not very many people would do this without bailing and running away. He is my hero in so many ways that I might as well save all of the reasons for another blog.
I have a thirteen-year-old daughter, Brutusdoll, who is probably the only person I can think of that could compete with Robert when it comes to inner strength. Somehow, she has come through life with a precocious sense of humor and wit while still being able to retain her childhood innocence. She is beautiful and radiates love and mischief. Right now, she lives in a different part of Wisconsin and I miss her when she is not up here visiting.
My nine-year-old son, Sir Olaf The Great, is full of sweetness, energy and love. Due to my recent run-in with my psychosis, I scared him so much that he is not going to visit until he is ready and willing to do so. I do not worry about him too much, because my ex's fiance is a wonderful mother to him and is going to nurse him back into a healthy place where he can make that decision when the time comes. Even though I haven't seen him for awhile, I still remember his chivalry and kindness to others.
My four-year-old, Hextall The Strong (Yes, he IS named after Ron Hextall) is full of life and excitement. He has a bit of a sensory disorder, but he has responded so much to treatment that barely anyone notices any more. He is a big solid preschooler who has a natural knack for sports....Which makes his dear sport-mongering daddy very happy and proud. He has big blue eyes and a smile that charms the socks off of all the ladies he meets.
My two-year-old, Pwincess Ava, is the bossy-boss of the world. She is usually very quiet and watchful most of the time; however, there have been times that the Pwincess decides to be quite demanding and we cannot help but spoil her....She is THAT cute. Besides, toddlers are still okay to spoil...It's when they get to that transitional preschool age that the limits and all that stuff has to be enforced. Soooo....since she is my last baby.....I am going to spoil her wretched until the time comes to do otherwise.
I also have two other kids that have made themselves a part of my family. They are the 19-year-old and 21-year-old children of my ex's fiance. One of them, Kake, is very quiet, patient, and understanding. The oldest, Kristie, just graduated from high school, even though she has challenges that would have made any other kid drop out---she is an inspiration to me as I struggle with my own twisted peabrain. They both babysit my little ones and I try my best to include them in family functions as I feel like they are the true sisters of my children.
As for me and how I have been doing lately, I am doing well. I am properly medicated and have been very active in recovery. I have gained a lot of weight from the medications that my doctor was prescribing to me, to help me get out of my psychosis. But, now...I feel more well and physically active that I hope to lose a few of them before winter (So, I can gain them right back...AHAHAHAH!) I try my hardest to be the friend that I would like to have to all the friends in my life. I wrote my first column for the past nine months and it was published with great reviews. I hope that this new blog site will consolidate my blogging efforts into something more convenient for all.
Well...That's about it with the introductions and all...
Love, light, and laughter to all,
Catherine
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