Hello my name is Elizabeth and I need this blog to express my thoughts and feelings. I am a mother, a writer, a wife and a friend to those around me. Recently, I’ve been diagnosed with OCD, a condition I’ve been aware of having for a long time, at least since 2006. My life is one crazy story, I have so much to tell and so much to share. I also have so much to learn, especially from myself.
In 2008 my father had a brain aneurysm and now resides in a nursing home. The following year my grandfather died, and a year after that my grandmother died. All three of them were very close to me and made a huge impact on my life. I am an introspective person, and these events made me reflect on life: what is important, what isn’t. What do I want from life? How am I going to change to become a better person? I don’t have the answers to these things, but I am on a great and grand search to figure it out. I’ve come across new people to help me on my journey. Instead of being in a rut incapable of changing, I want to chance and become a better person for the sake of my family and the sake of myself. Right now I don’t know how to do this, but through this blog I might have the change to express my feelings as I travel down this new path.
Recently, I’ve had a few breakdowns and breakthroughs. Some more pleasant than others. It is getting late now, but I already feel better having started this blog. Expression is therapeutic, it’s not a remedy, but it is necessary to tell your story when something needs to be said.
"There's rosemary. That's for rememberance. Pray, love, remember. And there is pansies, that's for thoughts. There's fennel for you, and columbines. There's rue for you, and some for me! Oh, Sundays Oh. you must wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy. I would give you some violets, but they whithered all when my father died." Ophelia
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