An eventful day…

So, what started out as a day devoted to writing turned into anything BUT.  I had an early morning visitor who needed to vent, and an afternoon visitor also needing to vent, and now Bill’s home from work, so my time to write is over.  I was able to squeeze in some time to write between visitors, but it feels good to know that friends come to me for advice, and that I can help in a dilemma. I think I’m going to have to start charging though…  Then I hear that an old friend is having a tough time, so I shot her a text and hopefully have a lunch date in my near future, so we can catch up.  Maybe all she needs is someone to talk to.  Let’s hope…  I love helping others, strangers and friends alike.  Plus, it’s a legitimate excuse as to why I got no writing done.  🙂  Writer’s block?  Nahhhhh.  I just spent the day helping  some loved ones.  I can go to bed, once again, with a light heart, a clear conscience, and a smile on my face.  Life is good…  And smiles are free.  I will gladly give them away!  And knowing I am capable of making someone who’s feeling blue to feel happy again makes me feel even better.  Happiness is a choice, AND it’s contagious!! 

Hope you all have a wonderful evening!!


~Kate…and extremely happy Kate.


Mental Illness

I tried to re-blog a post from but it’s not allowing me to.  I was diagnosed at 18 years old as being mentally ill.  Then, at 30 something with another slew of disorders.  Along with this, I was diagnosed as an HSP.  Being HSP, my body is extremely sensitive to ANYTHING I put in it.  I’m allergic to Benadryl!  It’s easier to tell you what I’m NOT allergic to.  Anyway, I was a lab rat for doctors and pharmaceutical companies for years!  When one med stopped working, they’d add on another.  I reached a point where I had had enough and began to slowly wean myself off of EVERYTHING (except Xanax, as it’s the only thing that gets me through a severe anxiety attack).  I no longer feel “mentally ill” but rather an individual.  My mind doesn’t work like everyone else’s, because I am not a sheep.  I refuse to be a sheep.  I am teaching my son how not to be a sheep.  Being a sheep is the cowards way!  It’s safe and secure and comfy and cozy.  And TOTALLY not for us.  Why blend in when you were born to stand out?  We (my son and I) were born to stand out, not to lead a heard of sheep.  After we get through an incident of breaking the confines of conformity, I have heard my son say “Bahhhh” under his breath.  It’s similar to f-off, and I should probably scold him for it, but all I can do is smile.  It’s my job to teach him.  His “Bahhh” means that he’s paying attention to what I teach him; he listens and absorbs.  I smile because I’m proud.  HE will grow to be educated not medicated.  I would highly recommend you all take a look at this blog post and let the education begin.

I’m not here to start a war.  There are some people that NEED medication and I will not dispute that.  However, there are so many people (including children) who are medicated simply for profit, or because parents don’t know how to deal with the traumatic events that caused their children to be in distress.  Let’s turn these people into zombies so we don’t have to deal with them any more.  That no longer flies with me.  Because my doctors prescribed so many different medications for me, I have been called a pill popper, crazy, mentally ill and a drug addict, just to name a few.  All because I trusted my doctors.  Not any more…  And I will not allow the same thing to happen to my son.  When I read that blog to my son, his response was “Don’t worry mom.  I’m a lion.  Lion eat sheep.”  I have all the confidence in the world that my son is going to go places.  He is going to soar in life.  Whatever he decides to do, he’s going to excel at.  He’s embracing his individuality and I LOVE IT!!!


~Kate…a mom who refuses to medicate her child because she can’t handle him, Kate.

An Ego Boost for Monday Morning

Through my ex husbands own admission, he never sees our son.  He has a new family now and it wouldn’t be fair to those kids for dad to disappear and spend one on one time with his first born, blah blah blah.  If you make them, take care of them.  ALL of them.  Our son happens to have a few special needs that his father just simply ignores and resorts to yelling and screaming, which is why my son won’t go over there. And he has a strong dislike for his father’s girlfriend, but we won’t go there.

Well I posted a blog yesterday about having to console my son after his semi annual trip to his fathers.  Apparently my ex is following my blog, because this pissed him off.  Let’s see.  Bill and I have been together for one year.  In that one year, (I have Bill as a witness), my son spent two nights with his father.  So, is semi annual visit WRONG?  It’s hitting the nail on the head!

What hurt more?  The fact that I publicized it or the fact that it’s true?  You just sent me an email (which I of course sent to Ryan’s Law Guardian) telling me to move out of state because you were done with Ryan.  I asked you again if we could move whether or not you’d fight it, and your response was “GO!”  So, what’s the problem?  I’m just happy to see that you take the time to follow my work.  Or is this how you stay connected to Ryan?  You read my blogs about him so you have something to tell the judge when I file for sole custody?  The child support is a completely different issue.  You KNOW you owe me more since you’re back to work, but because you had yet another baby on the way, I chose to keep it where it was to HELP you.  You see, I STILL feel sorry for you.  I’m not going to take food out of your new baby’s mouth simply because it’s owed to MY son. And I’ll save the maintenance you still owe for another rant.  I’ll continue to support him, and he’ll continue to pray that Bill will one day be his real dad.  We’ll go to court (you can appear by phone because I know you’re the only provider in that house and can’t take the time off of work) where I will file for sole custody and have the right to LEGALLY take MY son where ever we want to go.  Your email and text messages helps immensely!  Thank you for those.

I guess the bottom line is… thank you for following me.  Thank you for seeing that my writing HAS in fact paid off, and that I’ve got publishers asking more of my submissions because they love my work and are promoting me for FREE!!  Thank you for believing in me.  I’m sorry the truth hurts sometimes, but when you go so long between phone calls, and you make no attempt to spend quality time with him, MY son is going to see this for himself.  You care more about this “new” family than you do him.  He’s not stupid.  If I can see through the smoke screen, so can he.  He’s actually a very smart little boy.  But at 11 years old, he’s had to face some harsh realities, forcing him to grow up far before his time.  I’m just as guilty for staying with you as long as I did, when I should have divorced you the first time you cheated.  Even the second time.  But I was too weak.  I was a single mom and had little support so I stuck it out.  That’s no excuse.  Ryan never should have made it to his second birthday with his biological parents married.  I’m a fool for staying with you as long as I did.  I can’t undo it, but at least I can say I tried.  I tried to make you see the importance of family, the importance of communicating verses yelling and screaming.  Ryan said all Nikki did was yell at Dylan (not even 2 yet?!) all day?!  That’s awesome.  So, it’s history repeating itself.  Someday Dylan’s going to be sitting at his girlfriends dinner table, confessing to her mother how unhappy he is at home, because all everyone does is scream and yell.  Well, there’s NO WAY I’m allowing that to happen to MY son.  So you continue leading your pathetic lives, popping out kids like a Pez dispencer that you can’t afford (because you know if we went back to court and I got what is truly owed to me, you’d be bankrupt again), and we’ll continue moving forward, making progress and becoming successful.  Have a wonderful life!

And Nikki… you know what they say… once a cheater, always a cheater.  If he did it to me, you know he has it in him to do it to you.  You might want to shorten that leash a little more.  Regardless, we create our own karma, so I truly wish you both exactly what it is you deserve.  Thanks for your support in following my blog.  It really is an ego boost!!

~Kate…one successful, happy, proud Kate.


Good night I guess…


I have spent the entire day writing, blogging, creating more poetry, and as hard as it is to do, I must sign off for the night.  However, before I go, I MUST leave you with this.  I used it in a previous post, but because I love it so much, I wanted to do a stand alone piece.  It is VERY powerful.  Good night fellow bloggers.

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A MUST Follow

It’s difficult, because similarly I’m new to wordpress and have a small following (which I’m extremely grateful for) but I have to admit… when I stumble across a blog that I find interesting, I HAVE to share.  I stumbled across this blog in the commons from writing 101 and I have to encourage all of you to give it a look.  I had a page similar to this when I was on Fake-book, but couldn’t provide advice like this.  So please, if you do nothing else on wordpress today, PLEASE check this blog out.  Follow this blog, and help spread the word!!!  Let’s get every wordpress member to check out this blog!!


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