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some tips on How To write a great How To post that gets attention over at

Other than site traffic stats, comments are my favorite thing about blogging. I get so excited when I have comments – no, I mean, really excited. I LOVE it.

Over at a great web site,, there is a great post on 10 tips to improve the comment section on your blog. Here are the first three:

  1. Clearly separate each comment by putting a border around it, using a light colored background or adding a dividing line between each.
  2. Differentiate the comment’s meta data (commenter name, date posted, permalink, etc) from the comment by styling it differently. Use some combination of a different font, font-size, font color or background. Or, try putting the meta data off to one side, so that it doesn’t get in the way of the comment flow.
  3. Alternate comment background colors to make them easier to tell apart.

And on that note, leave me some comments, why don’t ya? It’s so easy to make me happy!

When I was diagnosed last July with several mental “issues” and finally taken seriously and treated for it – I began to live. It’s not even a re-birth, because I was never really alive at all. I just existed…”living a life of quiet desperation.” But, I didn’t know any better because it was my normal. I just assumed I was not a happy person. And I never would be. Period.

I was never depressed – that, amazingly, isn’t one of my issues. My thing, well the MAIN thing, was anxiety, paranoia, and anger. No, not anger. Rage. I was always enraged. Boiling inside and ready to explode at any moment. And I would explode – always around the people that love me the most. I guess because I feel safe around them – I know they will never leave or hurt me no matter what I say or do – so, I hurt them. And I hated myself (even more) every time I did it. I just lived in a constant state of guilt. But, I kept hurting them.

My whole life was a crazy, roller-coaster ride. My mom knew from when I was around 7 years old that I had some pretty major problems going on in my head – but, nobody would listen or take it seriously. Even though she didn’t find it normal for a 7 year old to talk about killing herself every night. My mom told me (recently) that she spent every night of my life in constant fear that I would hurt or kill myself. I hate that I did that to her. She says “I’m your mom. It’s my job to love you no matter what.” But, she’s wrong. It isn’t our job as moms – there are lots of moms that don’t really give a shit – but, she did. Always. She never gave up on me. Ever. And she gave me life – twice.

Since I lived in this manic world, I made a lot of impulsive and, well, stupid decisions. I just did what felt good. If I wanted it – I did it. Consequences were a foreign term to me – I honestly never even considered the effects of anything.

I would seek out drama and create crisis and cause chaos – this is just how I lived. If any one could see inside my head, they would probably go insane just by visiting. It was constant noise. Constant thoughts – scattered and wild. Paranoid delusions of people who love(d) me trying to conspire with each other to hurt me (emotionally) some way.

There was always fear. There was always rage. There was always pain. It never stopped. For 39 years, it never stopped. Until now.

I went to the doctor last summer on the verge of complete break down. I was exhausted from the years and years of mania. Being crazy is exhausting. I have 3 young kids and I just couldn’t deal with my crazy brain any more. I was so tired. So done.

So – here I am learning how to live. It makes me ecstatic (of course) but I feel a different emotion every hour of every day. There are so many emotions I have to deal with.

  • I am relieved to feel normal and happy and content. I never even imagined how this would be.
  • I am angry that it took almost 40 years of my life to be able to feel normal.
  • I am sad that I had no childhood and had such a horrible time growing up.
  • I am guilty for hurting all the people that I hurt so much.
  • I am confused with this new “brain” – where do I go from here. I have gotten myself into a whole world of shit from the years of stupid choices I made.
  • I am sexual. I am intimate with my husband (of 11 years). I have never experienced intimacy. Ever. It’s been amazing.
  • I am terrified. Of going back. Of being intimate and vulnerable – and being hurt. Because now he has the capability to really and truly rip my heart out.
  • I am tired from all the years of crazy. I feel like I could just sleep for months on end.

So – here goes. One foot in front of the other. We just do the best we can with what we have. That’s all we can do, right?

At least for once in my life – I am actually looking forward to the journey.

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They list all the most popular links and update it constantly. It has all the urls I mentioned above and also google video, you tube, wired….

I love finding more and more things on the internet to keep me mindlessly surfing instead of working and writing and making some…what is that called again?…oh yeah, money. Sheesh.

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