07 January 2011

five question friday

1. What is your current favorite book, and why?
I don't know if I could choose one favorite book... I just have too many favorites. However, I think The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath will always be in my top three... along with Prozac Nation by Elizabeth Wurtzel. They are very similar and they are both depressing. I know they aren't for everyone but I think it is the pscyhology lover in me that finds them so interesting.

2. Do you go to the dentist regularly?
No, not nearly like I should. I hate the dentist. And lately, it seems that everyone I know who has gone in for a cleaning lately has had to get unnecessary crowns and root canals. In my mind, if my teeth aren't bothering me... you aren't drilling holes in them until they do.

3. What is your worst memory from High School?
It didn't have anything to do with high school but it happened during the time I was in high school. My senior year, all of a sudden (I'm talking... she was fine when I left for school & when I arrived home she wasn't) my mom got really confused because she hadn't slept in weeks. This was triggered by a manic state (symptom of bi-polar disorder) that we weren't aware of and it was probably the worst day of my life. Prior to this day, we (mom included) did not know that she had bipolar disorder. I came home from school that particular day and she was frantically pacing the house telling me something was wrong but she didn't know what... and my dad wasn't home from work yet... and I was freaking out. I thought something bad had happened and she didn't want to tell me. I was screaming and throwing things at her... begging her to tell me what was wrong. Obviously, she couldn't. She knew her thoughts were not logical and that something was wrong with her but couldn't grasp it. My dad eventually came home, obviously, and we took her to the hospital. She was admitted and stayed for almost two weeks until they got her medication straight. For months after she came home, the medicine was so strong that all she did was sleep for days on end. I felt I had lost my mother and it was the worst feeling in the world. This was what initially got me interested in psychology because I wanted to understand everything I possibly could about it and other disorders and help them... not only the ones who suffer from the disorder but also the friends and family that must learn to cope with such a disease. Thankfully, my mom has a wonderful doctor that figured out which medicines and doses work best for her and she has been perfectly fine ever since... but yes, that was by far... probably my worst memory in high school and to date...

4. What do you hope to be remembered for in your life?
How I made other people feel... that I brought a smile to their face... that I helped them in some way... regardless of how big or small.

5. Are you superstitious or do you have any superstitions?
Nah... not at all superstitious. Well maybe a little when it comes to football... I sometimes think when I watch a game it causes Clemson to lose... but in all honestly, I think they just do that naturally.


  1. Hi, I am your newest follower. I love your blog. And wow, what a bad memory. That had to be so scary. I can't imagine. Oh and about the dentist - I am the same way!!

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  2. i hate the dentist too. i would rather go to the gyno every day for the rest of my life than to ever go back to the dentist.

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  4. I'm sorry about your mother! I bet that was terrifying, but I'm very happy for you and your family that she is better now! :)

    And, I agree. I HATE THE DENTIST!