Leah Burton
Bio
I am a mother, a wife, an aspiring writer and my family is everything to me. I can be a little dark sometimes and somewhat twisted as my husband would say, but it keeps things interesting. I hope to write a great book one day. Until then...
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The Family Life
I had been a single mom since my youngest was two. Until about four years ago, it was just the three of us against the world... sort of. Maybe more them against me. If they could get into it, whatever it was, they did. I woke up one morning to find the entire contents of my fridge behind my couch and my son telling me he was trying to make breakfast. I’m not sure how he was trying to make breakfast behind the couch or what he was making, but it didn’t work out. Two hours and a lot of elbow grease later, the disaster was taken care of by yours truly.
By Leah Burton8 years ago in Families
Polar Bears
A few years ago, I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder and a severe anxiety disorder. When I initially got the news, I was in disbelief and denied everything. I had never noticed there really was anything wrong with me. I didn't spend money, like a rockstar, that I don’t have, I didn't have delusions or mood swings, and I handled myself well around people. I’ve worked since I was sixteen-years-old, went to college and made the dean's list and landed a really great job in a career I love: mental health and addictions. It seemed a natural choice, because I grew up watching people drink and use drugs daily, including my mother. I have a knack for working with people who experience mental health issues and issues with addiction, so that’s where I gravitated. I have complications with addiction myself and have worked very, very hard to get where I am.
By Leah Burton8 years ago in Psyche
Grieving Through the Holidays
I lost my mom in 2015. Since then, no holiday has been the same. In the beginning, you go through the motions, robotically doing what you’re “supposed to do” and, as time goes by, you learn to cope without them. The hardest one for me is Christmas, and with it being more than a few short days away, I feel her absence even more.
By Leah Burton8 years ago in Families
