Hello Again, World (or Just My Husband, 2 Friends and Nana Reading This)
So, here’s the thing: I used to run this little blog called TalkMentalToMe. It was my cozy corner on the internet, a place where I shared my thoughts on mental health for everyone (or 2 of you to read). But then… life hit back hard. My mom suddenly died, and everything sort of spiraled. I forgot to pay the subscription—because honestly, who remembers those things when you’re deep in the grief pit of hell —and one day I just said, “Fuck it,” and let it go. I told myself I was done. Fast forward two years, and I’m back … I think, we will see! Am I fully healed? Deffiinnniitteeellly not. But maybe writing is part of figuring that out. Even if just one or two people read this—hi, babe, that means you’re one of them—it feels good to be here again.
Writing helps me brain-dump the chaos out of my head and maybe, just maybe, sprinkle in some humour or helpful insight into mental health and now, grief … ffuuuccck!
If you’re reading this, thanks for being here. I can’t promise perfection, but I can promise to show up as myself—mistakes, f-bombs, and all. Let’s see where this goes.
With love and just a little chaos,
