Safety Tips Part Two

Part one had safety tips that involved purchasing things. Although these are very helpful, it doesn’t have to be expensive to be safe.


There are a lot of evenings that I walk into a dark house and I’m all alone. That can be super scary but it doesn’t have to. I have several people that are available on the phone when I get home. I will call when I pull onto my street, I start calling and I keep talking until I’ve been in the house for a while and I feel comfortable. Lights are on and I have everything out of my car. If you can’t get ahold of anyone, you can hold your phone up to your ear and pretend.


The use of codes can be very helpful too. I have heard lots of stories about people calling 911 but they are not able to speak freely. They will order flowers or something that alerts the 911 operators that something isn’t right. I have those with my friends and family. My tribe knows that if any of us starts talking about a certain topic, help is needed.

If you or someone you know is experiencing or has experienced domestic violence, help them contact the local family crisis center. I’ve included a link to the national domestic violence hotline. They have experts that can help put together an in-depth safety plan.

Safety Tips Part One

In my line of work, I work with survivors of domestic violence. I am also a single mother that lives out in the woods. Safety is always on my mind. Here are some good tips to use to keep yourself safe.


I love the exterior motion sensor lights, but sometimes it doesn’t do the trick. If lights go on and off from the inside, that will put any lurking on guard. I recommend the Kassa Smart Plug. I can be sitting in my office and turn my living room lamp, bedroom light, and a light upstairs on. I don’t have to walk into a dark house.

I also love my Blink cameras. I suggest these over Arlo. The batteries are replaceable AAs. They are just easier. I do have the Arlo doorbell with a siren that I can use at anytime. Ive left links to these products on Amazon.

Depression Update Part One: My Catalysts National Suicide Hotline 800-273-8255

Hi there.

It’s been a while since I blogged about my issues with depression. It’s been extremely difficult and I want to share what got me through. Hope it helps someone out there. Getting it out and written helps me.

First, let’s look at the catalyst for my episodes.

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Loneliness. Yes, even I, Ms. Hermit herself succumbs to loneliness. I worldwide pandemic calling everyone to stay home did not help in the least. It’s the fact that I’m still single. I am still looking for someone. Not someone, a relationship. I’m looking for romance. I want to be the place someone goes to when they have a good day or a bad day. I’m looking for a real connection and comfort with another person. I’m also looking at 40 and being overweight. That goes into the next catalyst.

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Change. I turned 40 this year. I’m not so vain that I can’t handle being 40. I’m 40 though with a brand new weight problem. I’ve got to the point that I’m scared as hell. I feel as through I will not be able to get the weight off. I don’t feel that I can run anymore which was once something I loved. This goes into the next catalyst.

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Perceived Helplessness. I call it perceived helplessness because that’s all it is, perceived. I can run. I can get the weight off. I can find someone. I need to realize I have a maladaptive component to my thought process that turns my problems into death sentences.

These have been the three biggest catalysts that I have experienced recently. I have been battling depression for the past 30 years and everyday is a struggle. Sometimes I can shake it off and other times I’m lucky to be here. If you or someone you know has been to that point, please call the number above.

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Country Living


It’s been a second but I’m back. Yet again.

It’s been a busy few months. I have finished moving and I started a new job. All during a world wide pandemic. My timing right?

I have fallen in love with living in the country. I never thought I would utter those words.

My home was built before the Civil War and part of it was burnt by General Sherman’s men while on the march to Savannah. I will do another post that goes into that story more in depth later.

I started a new career. Well, it’s an old career that I have come back to in April. The substance abuse field. I started 16 years ago and never realized how much I loved it and how much I missed it. More on that later …

I am so glad to be back and to be writing.