Frame of Mind

January 1st was Day 1 of the 2018 edition of the 20 Days of Chill writing challenge hosted by P. J. at A ‘lil HooHaa. Please join us this month on our writing journey. Today's prompt is Frame if Mind.

I will wholeheartedly agree that I have to be in a certain frame of mind to blog. I just recently began blogging again after a several years long hiatus. 

The reason for the hiatus was twofold. One-my Ex got wind of my blog and caused me major grief because I wrote details about the kids and I used some derogatory word in reference to his wife. (The word, by the way, was entirely accurate.) I have always used pseudonyms on my blog, unless I’m referring to a celebrity, or someone who blogs using their own name.   Because of this hissy fit, I had to scrub my blog posts of all detailed references to my children’s mental illness and anything about his wife. I still have them, they just aren’t set to “public”. I continue to be very angry that I had to do this, as I feel that what I wrote was an inside glimpse of what it’s like to live with mental illness in the family. The ups, the mostly downs, and most importantly, finding the humor so you don’t lose it yourself. At the time I had a lot of stress and just didn’t want to go through all of his nonsense. I also felt my hands were tied...I couldn’t think of any topic that I felt comfortable writing about if he were reading it.

The second reason I stopped blogging was because I started a job after being off on leave for almost 4 years. The job, as it turned out, was wonderful...it was the other employees who made it a living hell. I have this theory, well 2 theories. 1-If something doesn’t feel right in the interview, or the first few days...run, get the heck out. 2-If in the interview or the first few days they say something and keep repeating it...DON’T BELIEVE THEM! I was told over and over how the company is ‘like a family’, everyone has worked there a long time. Turns out that I was the black sheep of the family and they treated me horribly trying to get me to quit. In this case black sheep=lesbian. I was repeatedly screamed at, wrongfully accused of things and called “disgusting”. I couldn’t blog during that period because I felt I had nothing light, or upbeat to say. 

There is too much great blog fodder out there right now not to blog, so I will blog as the mood strikes me. I LOVE writing prompts.

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