October 24, 2014

It's a Sick, Silly, Beautiful Life

What happens when you take a rational thinker and give her bipolar disorder, anxiety, ADHD, two kids, and a husband with schizophrenia?

This blog, of course!

Welcome to Strangely Rational, where you’ll get a glimpse into our “sick, silly, beautiful life,” as my husband puts it.  In addition to the craziness, we’re going to take a logical, sometimes irreverent, out-of-the-box approach to topics such as mental illness, religion, philosophy, and various current issues.  But it’s not going to be all heavy stuff.  The deep end is all very well and good, but sometimes you need to take a break in the shallows to laugh and splash each other. 

You’re probably wondering what in the hell you’re in for, so here you go.

First, you should be aware that I’m not a fount of optimism.  I’m more of a snarky, skeptical, analytical realist.  I have no patience for platitudes, so if you’re looking for inspirational fluff, you won’t find it here.  Unless I’m making fun of it.

Second, this is a secular blog.  To put it simply, I am an atheist-leaning agnostic.  I don’t discount the possibility of some form of higher intelligence, but an all-knowing, all-powerful, anthropomorphic deity is no more plausible to me than a herd of invisible flying pink unicorns congregating in the air over my house.  Certainly they’re equally impossible to support in any way by science or reason.  Religion isn’t going to be the primary theme here, but it is bound to come up from time to time.

By the way, I’m not suggesting that religious people are unwelcome.  I am not anti-religion.  But I am anti-sanctimonious-hypocrite and anti-mindless-sheep, and sadly those too often go hand in hand.  You will probably be offended unless you’re pretty open-minded.  Let’s face it, though; everyone is probably going to get offended or upset about something I say at some point, because I just do not adhere to conventional ways of thinking. 

But I welcome opposing ideas and debate.  It’s a great way to learn about each other and ourselves.  So everyone is free to read and voice opinions in the comments as long as you comply with Blogger’s Content Policy. Also, be aware that I will shut down any major disruptions like back-and-forth personal attacks.

Now that we have that out of the way, on to the introductions!

If you were to eavesdrop on my extended family, I’d be the scattered loudmouth waving her hands about dramatically while debating pet issues, worrying about annoying someone, and wondering what’s for dinner.  I suspect that this is an internal collision between my Italian and German halves!  But if you want some boring biographical details, here are some: I’m an American freelance writer and editor with a BA in English, divorced and remarried with two kids, and living the thrilling low-income life in the Midwest.  This does not tell you much, but some people like such things in a nutshell.  (Speaking of which, let’s add “nutshell” to the list.)

The Dude
My husband and stepfather to my kids.  Yes, that is a Big Lebowski reference.  He looks the part in terms of his features and fashion sense, and he has the general befuddlement mastered.  While he may not have achieved Dude-level mellowness, he aspires to it.  He’s actually a genuinely brilliant man who has high-functioning schizophrenia, PTSD, and addiction issues.

The Critters
My 11-year-old daughter Jo, 8-year-old son Matt, and three cats.  Probably also some spiders.  Let’s try not to think about the spiders.

Well, that should do it for now.  See you next time!

1 comment:

  1. I have read all your posts. You should keep writing, you will help people if you do. I really enjoyed reading your blog. I have a mother with mental illness and it doesn't get talked about enough!