I know it’s hard to read about someone else’s pain.
Well, unless you’re an asshole, I suppose.
But for most people, coming face to face with someone’s heartache and fear and doubts – and not being able to do a damn thing about it – that’s rough.  And man, when I feel pain, I feel pain.  And [...]

Ladies and gentleman, we have a diagnosis.
If you haven’t been following the seemingly never ending saga of what the fuck is up with Miss Britt’s health, this post will make no sense and be of no interest to you.
But for the rest of you – who have listened to me whine, bitch, moan and cry [...]

I’ve been writing on this blog for almost three years.  It has always been a personal blog – more personal than most, I’ve been told.  But it wasn’t until recently that I understood why so many people were baffled by my openness here.
Tuesday night, Adam and I arranged to have dinner with a blogger who [...]

I had my appointment with the endocrinologist today.
I got a call a few days ago that there was an earlier appointment open and, thanks be to Avitable, I was able to take the morning off work and take advantage of the Friday morning time slot.
I felt at ease the moment I walked into the office.  [...]

I’ve whined a lot about being tired on this blog.
I hestitate to do it because everyone is too damn tired and there’s nothing more stressful about my life than yours.  But somedays, the tired outweighs the creativity and so that’s what I do.  Be tired.
And then I get nervous that maybe I’m too tired.  Maybe [...]

Our first encounter with Disney World was a disaster.
It was a year ago. Devin’s birthday. He was turning eight in a new place, and I was swirling in the darkest depths of my depression.
Instead of enjoying A Very Mickey Christmas, we were snapping at one another and trying to figure out why in [...]

Every month I wait until I’ve taken the very last blue and white pill before I log into the Walgreen’s website and order my next refill of Cymbalta. There’s no deeply profound psychological reason for this. I’m just painfully cheap. And the longer I can go before I have to shell out [...]

As most of you know, I am currently being medicated for Depression. For those of you who don’t, you can read all about my steamy hot love affair with Depression here.
For the most part, I can tell you that the medication is working. I can tell because I no longer find myself with [...]

So, I went to the doctor yesterday.
Although honestly, I use the term “doctor” very loosely. A very nice drug dealer would probably be more appropriate.
I sat in that little room with my husband absolutely terrified. I’m not sure of what. I guess I was afraid that they wouldn’t help, that they wouldn’t [...]

Where to begin…
First, I’m OK. I mean, I’ve obviously got some “issues” going on that need to be addressed – and they will be. But today is better than yesterday.
Secondly, thank you. The emails I got from some of you were so overwhelming – in a good way. I responded mainly [...]

For the first time in my life, I don’t want to be seen.
Me.  The girl who was born with an insatiable need to be heard wishes desperately that she could just disappear.
I long for sleep.  I want to crawl into a room and close the door and shut the blinds and finally lose myself to [...]

We’ve taken a vote. And the general consensus seems to be, Miss Britt should maybe go talk to a doctor to look a little more closely at the possibility of some kind of “depression”.
So, if the Internet is clearly telling me to, why have I not made the appointment already?
We take a break from [...]

Hey Britt,
First of all, please let me start off by saying that I read your blog
daily, and love it!! You are very intelligent, but at the same time, you
aren’t boring. Some of your posts make me laugh hysterically, and others
make me think.  I love that! (this is smart, before you ask me for advice it [...]

When I was in high school my dad used to preach at me about not letting my gas tank run completely out.  And I always did.  I always pushed it wayyy to close to the line and coasted into the station on fumes.
And then one day, on the side of the road, the car just [...]