For years, I felt like I was searching for something I couldn’t quite name. I tried different things—hoping to find happiness, purpose, or even just a spark of excitement—but nothing ever seemed to stick. I’d find little moments of joy, but they faded so quickly, leaving me feeling lost again. I would look around at others—earning degrees, building businesses, chasing dreams—and I wondered, what about me? What do I want out of life? Where do I belong?

 It’s been five days since my last journal entry, and so much has happened that I’ve had to pause and gather my thoughts. Some days feel heavier than others, and I’m learning—slowly but surely—how to navigate this new reality with patience, self-compassion, and the support of those around me.

 Have you ever wanted to start a skin care routine but felt like life was constantly getting in the way? Or maybe you tried before and gave up because it felt like just another thing on your never-ending to-do list? I’ve been there. I’ve always loved skin care—the soothing feel of a good moisturizer, the little indulgence of trying a new product—but somehow, it never fit into my busy life. Between the kids, pets, house chores, and even my greenhouses and garden, my skin care routine always got pushed aside.

 Dear Mommies,

 For me, journaling has become more than just writing words on a page — it’s a lifeline, a way of breathing through the chaos. On days when my thoughts feel heavy, when the weight of motherhood, stress, or exhaustion pulls me down, I’ve found comfort in simply letting it all spill out. Once the words are in front of me, it feels like a release — as though I’ve cleared space in my heart and mind to breathe again.

 Dear Mommies,

  Day 1 Today was a little tough, but also hopeful. I noticed I only had two seizures, which is better than before. I tried to pace myself and sit when I felt one coming. I managed to do some laundry and simple tasks around the house, though I needed breaks in between. The mornings are still the hardest with nausea, dizziness, and headaches, but I’m reminding myself that it’s part of the healing process.

 Today was more challenging than yesterday, though I still managed a few small wins. I got out of bed several times, worked briefly on my blog, and walked to the kitchen where I sat for a while watching the birds outside. The movement was refreshing, but I had to take frequent breaks due to dizziness. Quick movements continue to trigger imbalance and lightheadedness.

 Today was a small victory in my ongoing journey with mental health. It’s interesting how the body can sometimes mislead us into believing we’re better than we are, but today, it felt genuine. I experienced less dizziness and nausea, which was a relief, and decided to challenge myself by walking to the restroom unaided. Though it may seem trivial to others, it was a significant achievement for me. Feeling more alive and alert than usual, I spent some time working on my social media accounts and setting up the blog, an endeavor that has brought me joy and a sense of purpose. I have so many ideas bubbling up, and to ensure I didn’t lose them, I diligently noted them on my phone for future reference. Despite the excitement, I am cautious not to overexert myself, as sudden movements can trigger sharp pains and the seizures I have been trying to manage. Today was a reminder of the delicate balance I must maintain, but also of the progress that’s possible one step at a time.

 I've never had any medical issues, nothing to be concerned about, so why is this happening to me? Could it really be a Pseudo-Seizure? To better explain it, it's called Psychogenic non-epileptic seizures (PNES) in which the attacks resemble epileptic seizures, but they aren't caused by any abnormal electrical activity in the brain. They are believed to be psychological or emotional responses to stress or any past or present traumas. I haven't been diagnosed yet; currently still awaiting my doctors. But the unawareness, the numbness, the headaches, nausea, vomiting, dizziness, the loss of control when your entire body goes numb, when you can't speak, move, or even blink, it all feels real, a little too real for me. Too scary.

Did you know that children suffer from separation anxiety? I did not and let me just say it was a rough road for us. You might have been trying to take a kid-free vacation. Perhaps you want to do chores, work, or buy groceries. However, your kid reacts strongly to your absence. Perhaps you need to attend doctor appointments. But their reaction makes it difficult. Then this is for you!