My doctor recently took me off an anti seizure med I've been on for the past 17 years. It was incredibly difficult, so I thought I'd share the experience for anyone who might go through something similar.

I've been struggling with my Explosive Personality Disorder lately. I hope my story can help someone else.

Pretty sure the shitshow with Mr B is over.

Everything from the last episode comes crashing down to bite me in the ass.

I'm stuck in a major moral quandry, have no idea what to do next.

Still can't find P's bunny Goggie and a new work venture turned out to be more than I could handle.

My daughter's stuffed bunny disappeared this past week and I'm having an emotional crisis. She'd had it since the age of 3 months. Now it's gone and P is acting like it's no big deal. Meanwhile, I'm heartbroken.

Discussion on what it's like to get married in Sin City. There's a lot more to it than TV & movies would have you believe.

Ranting about how much adulting sucks.