The Hoarder Next-Door

I didn't know anything about hoarding until September 7. That's when I moved into a new house in a new town...directly next-door to a hoarder.

I wouldn't have moved in next-door to a hoarder if I had realized she was a hoarder. No, HAZMAT came just before we moved in and cleared out her backyard. She seemed like a nice old lady with some old lady-like stuff on her porch, at worst, when we got here. Things have slowly gotten worse in the past two months. The view from my kitchen window is bags of trash, old animal carriers, boxes, clothes...
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Et tu, Gene Simmons? Oy vey!

Admission: I kind of like KISS music. I kind of like Gene Simmons. Some aspects of him, anyway.
I never joined the KISS Army like my husband did in the 70's - wait, I wasn't alive in the 70's - but after 15 years of being married to a man who starts jumping around the room every time he finds out the band is going on tour, I've found a few tunes I actually enjoy.

I loved...
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Dear Robin Williams

Oh, Robin Williams. If you could see the enormity of your loss, I wonder if you would still be with us.
I wish you could see how much you were loved and how many people are devastated by your loss.

Some have labeled your suicide "selfish" but that is a purely empty, ignorant viewpoint. I won't give those people any attention in this blog. Yes, you made the decision to end your life in the most technical...
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The Science of Prayer and Healing

Yesterday I wrote about praying for others and how it can improve and stave off depression in many cases. Sometimes I get accused of not being "scientific" enough for some tastes - understandable - so I thought I'd throw a little science into the equation today.

I found a study on the National Library of Medicine & National Institutes of Health website that I wanted to share with you. The purpose of the...
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Pray for Others and Stop Pitying Yourself

When I'm stressed out and overwhelmed by anxiety, I picture the red parlor piano my grandparents had in their basement in New York. It was always out of tune but my cousins and I couldn't resist it. They actually knew how to play the piano, but no matter what they played it always sounded kind of creepy, even a little demonic because the wires were warped.

Then I'd come in with no piano skills whatsoever and...
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The World’s Most Eye-Opening Psychiatrist Appointment

Finally, after more than a year, I got to see a psychiatrist yesterday. Forgive my negativity, but…I was not expecting much, and the good doctor did not disappoint. He did not exactly come highly recommended. He just happened to be taking new patients.

I was greeted with a half-hearted handshake, directed to a couch, and told in no uncertain terms that our appointment would be 45 minutes and not a minute longer.

“I’m going to ask...
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Mixed Messages About Getting Help for Mental Illness

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I spoke to a friend last week who was in an emotional state of upheaval.
She has battled anxiety and depression for most of her life, has been prescribed numerous drugs, but never sticks with them long enough to find out if they work. She is starting to accept that she needs more help than just meditation and a Bible study at church.

She went to see a...
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There is Only One Good Way to Rewrite History

There are certain things you shouldn't do when you're depressed, like watching sad stuff on TV. I try to avoid that sort of thing as much as possible. Actually, I've decided that watching a few reruns of "The Golden Girls" is great therapy for those down days.

The other day I was dealing with a very bored, very restless sort of depression. I've talked about this before - when you get that way, you don't really...
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Our Love-Hate Relationship with Social Media

Ah, social media. I kind of hate you, but I can't quit you.

Facebook is great for many things. I love keeping in touch with my family in California on a daily basis. I like seeing pictures of my friends and their kids (and their cats, and their dogs), and even their food, sometimes. It's a good place to have deep, meaningful discussions and heated debates. It's where I keep up with Amy Grant and find...
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