• What’s Next?
    Growing up, we always had Sunday dinner, Gathered at a house or in our own home. We went to barbecues, celebrated with friends and family, Never feeling alone, always happy to see loved ones. But I realized there’s a family missing, Not always around, and it breaks my heart. Not intentionally isolating myself, I am the single mom, the youngest, the church friend, the caretaker.
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    Catch me Lord
    I pray to God every day.  I thank him for bringing me through.  All the times when situations have tripped me up. I am walking. I […]
  • Prayer from a Discouraged Heart
    Dear God… Ugh, grief is real. Being scared of emotions leads to self-sabotage. So sick of being misunderstood. Other stuff stressing me. Have to get surgery […]
  • Do not judge, or you too will be judged.
    If we can just get people to not judge those that have a mental illness, based on their bad day, we would be OK. If we […]
  • Living on Social Security Disability Sucks
    It’s not enough to afford to live comfortably. I mean, you’re stuck waiting until a certain time of the month that you receive money. You’re stuck […]
  • More Than a Smile
    I am less than 30 days from my 42nd year on earth. Wow! As a teen, I never thought I would make it to this age […]
  • Thanksgiving
    This Thanksgiving wasn’t the same because, since February 14th, 2011 my life, nor I will never be the same again. Death came and took my Father away.
  • Reflections at 40
    I am turning 40 in May. I am young at heart. My skin in my body does not match my heart. I am working on the inside spiritually. But I also want the outside to match my inside transformation.
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    Feeling Hopeless
    I feel like the more I push for greatness.
    The more I get slapped in the face and it just goes the other way.
    I just don't get it.
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    Letter to Dr. Bullock
    I am Daniella McLaughlin. As a child, I grew up taking care of my teeth and my parents taking me to routine dental appointments. During my teenage years, I was teased for wearing braces, but I longed to have a beautiful, bright smile.
  • On the right side of the hospital walls
    It’s a whole new world, I never thought I would be back at a mental unit. I have to say it was overwhelming when the door clanged behind me. Then I had to realize that I wasn’t staying there, I was walking out.
  • Red Lipstick
    As a pastor's child, wearing the color red was discouraged. That meant, no red lipstick; no red nail polish; and no red dresses. For whatever reason, red was seen as sinful and devilish, too grown and sexy.