My lost tribe

I feel so blessed, that I have found my tribe. People who get me, who understand the hell I'm going through. I feel blessed that I have the support of my friends and my mother and most importantly my husband as I work on my mental health.

So I'm thinking of making a mood blanket, and am trying to come up with around 8-10 mood. So far I have sad (light blue), depressed (dark blue), scared/anxious (dark gray), happy (yellow), mad (russet), hopeful (dark purple), goofy (verigated), blah (olive green), painful (forest green), calm (turquoise), hopeless (black), ecstatic (bright yellow or bright verigated). Think that's enough? I've got good and bad moods, and a range of colors. Today would be a yellow day. It's all going to be bordered in a linen color. Yarns have been ordered and now I just have to decide between squares, hexagons, or stripes. Leaning towards hexagons. I think this way I can follow my love of crafts as well as track my mental health recovery. My therapist suggested journaling but I hate writing, this way I can note a few words about why I was that mood that day and have a visual representation to focus on. Plus, I get a blanket out of it. In Michigan that's always needed.

It's a new year. I'd like to say is a new me, but I'm still the same sarcastic snarky mess I've always been. But today I'm hopeful. Hopeful for the future, that 4 years of homelessness and bouncing around from place to place might soon be over. See, my stepdad Dave passed back in October, leaving everything to mom. I miss him, more today than ever because today is his birthday. But we finally got paperwork from England (where he passed) about probate. Mom wants to use the money in his memory to buy a piece of property. So that he can finally provide her with the home he always promised. It's a weight to know that soon there may be an end in sight. I'll always be thankful to those who helped us this last year but to have a real home again? That would mean the world.


I got interviewed by the local news the other day about our craft group. Here's a great clip from the interview that shows how I use my crafts to help with my mental stability.

My heart is broken today. One of my idols has passed. I loved Carrie Fisher not just for her iconic role as Princess Leia, for which she was such a badass, but for how she embraced her mental illnesses with open arms and fought to reduce the stigma of them. She's the reason I sought help with my mental issues years ago, and because of her I'll keep doing it.

This blog is going to be about both my mental health and recovery and how I go about doing it, which is mainly crafts. But today it's about mourning the passing of an amazing woman who has changed my life for the better.