Teal Wings

Stigma Stigma- a mark of disgrace associated with a particular circumstance, quality, or person.     "The stigma of mental disorder"     Synonyms:       shame, disgrace, dishonor, ignominy, opprobrium, humiliation, (bad) reputation Let’s talk about something rather serious. I’m sure at one point or another it has affected you or someone you know in a very real way. I’m talking about something that has a very big stigma about it for some reason and to me, it is very sad. I’d like this post to be about Mental Illnesses. Now before you exit out of this, just think about your brother, sister, cousin, father, or even yourself. I can almost guarantee you that in that list, there is someone that just popped into your head. Mental Illnesses are a very real thing. They are just like a physical injury. The reason behind that is because it effects an organ just like your liver, or your heart. It effects your brain. For som...

Aright, well today is officially Father’s Day. And I have the bonus that not a lot of people have. I have two Dad’s. Not just two, but two who by all means didn’t have to stick around and love my stubborn my ass because I can be a real jerk sometimes. So this post is for them. First, Dad, thank you for creating me! Now that that is out of the way we can get sentimental. I have some pretty awesome memories of you that I will always remember. I remember going to the gas station and getting junk food, and going to the school with you while you were working and getting into all sorts of trouble. I also remember when you drove bus while I was in Kindergarten and we would go out to Rosa’s pizza for lunch before your route. I loved that. I also loved going swimming in the pool while you mowed the lawn. So Dad, thank you for being my Dad. Now to my Bonus Dad. Jim, Thank You. I wanted to thank you for everything that you have done in the past 10+ years. From loving Mom and ...

An interesting thing happens when you start working nights. You suddenly stop hearing from people. I have honestly only heard from about three different people that haven’t been co-workers since Thursday. Is it because people are afraid that they will wake me? Or that I will be annoyed with them for texting me after coming off a twelve hour shift? Well believe me, I won’t. It would be nice to have a conversation with someone other than my cat and husband at one in the morning because he is awesome enough to stay up with me and keep me awake. I’m sitting here typing this thinking about how I should probably respond to his text message before he falls asleep. Another interesting thing happens when you start working nights. You gain a great appreciation for things that you didn’t have before. Like for instance, Dr. Pepper and skittles. The one thing keeping me going. You also learn to realize that there are a lot of people counting on you. For the 12 hours that I am at work ton...