How I Use a Pedometer to Manage My Arthritis

  After a year of hardly walking, my Rheumatologist suggested a pedometer. I had read this advice in nearly every single article about coping and getting stronger when you have autoimmune arthritis. Everyone shouts at you to get a pedometer. After researching and deciding on the one that fit my wants and needs, I began…

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I Am NOT a Veteran and Here’s Why

I Am NOT a Veteran and Here's Why

**Full Disclosure: I wrote this post last year on the day after Veterans Day, but after thinking on it I decided not to post it. But every year I get pushed to defend why I don’t feel that spouses should get thanked on Veterans Day, so I decided to share exactly why I feel that…

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Are You Sick or Crazy?

Are You Sick or Crazy?

  It’s been almost two years. On a Sunday in November of 2013, after having attending a military ball with my husband, I woke up unable to walk, covered in lesions, with multiple joints filled with fluid. I was taken to the hospital and we began a long journey of tests and doctors visits, and…

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The Lies Depression Tells you

The Lies Depression Tells You- Remember, depression lies

  I am an emotive person. Sort of. I’m guarded and usually unwilling to truly share who I am with people. But when I’m upset or in some sort of heightened emotional state (happy or sad) I need to express it. Whether that be blogging or talking to my husband. I have always assumed I…

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The Hard Truth: Love is Conditional

The Hard Truth: Love is Conditional

Love should not be conditional, but sadly, so often, it is. Love should be full, and bold, and encompass those around you. It should be so strong an emotion, a feeling, that very little can stop you from loving. Betrayal, hurt, anger, these are simply things to be worked through, but never a reason to…

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Why I LOVE My Haters

Why I LOVE My Haters

This funny thing happens to bloggers when we write. It happens the second we hit publish. It’s the movement of people who hate you and are emboldened by the anonymity of the internet that protects them. It won’t happen on every post, or even all that frequently necessarily… Unless you are me. True, since the…

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How Working Days Killed My Writing

How Working Nights Killed My Writing

I miss working nights. I have always been a night owl. From the time I was young, I have defaulted to staying awake late and sleeping late into the morning. In fact, after having officially converted to a day schedule about 8 months ago, I still sleep until much later in the morning than one…

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Stage of Grief: Anger. Stage of Life? Unknown

Stage of Grief: Anger. Stage of Life? Unknown. Sometimes the anger is overwhelming, almost blinding. It's to be expected, I suppose. There are stages of grief even when you are mourning your former self, and no one can stay calm and collected forever.

Sometimes the anger is overwhelming, almost blinding. It’s to be expected, I suppose. There are stages of grief even when you are mourning your former self, and no one can stay calm and collected forever. When I woke up unable to walk 17 months ago, I was terrified. Stump doctors and no answers magnified that…

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Blogging Authentically

Blogging Authentically

I read a great blog post about being authentic. It wasn’t from a blogger I follow, and have no idea where it was from, which sucks because I’d love to link to it so EVERYONE can read it. One of the most challenging things as a blogger is that we are usually sharing our lives…

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