Back with another casual life update. About four years ago I did a stint in the local mental hospital and that's where I was diagnosed with autism and bipolar. During that time the doctor prescribed me the lowest possible dose of ceroquil and it f*cked me up. After that we determined that I was sensitive … Continue reading They F*cked me UP [getting help is a long process]
I used to be the first person to say this. You can probably find it somewhere if you scroll long enough on my social media. REAL self-care I used to say was looking at yourself, your inner self and doing the emotional work. I still agree with this, part of self-care is definitely working through … Continue reading Makeup is NOT self-care?