The name of this site was inspired by obsessive-compulsive disorder, which I was diagnosed with as a teenager, and runs through my family. I’m the neurodivergent mom of two neurodivergent kids, and caregiver for my mom in her 70s, who has dementia. And OCD. Just call me Ringmaster of the Greatest Shitshow on Earth.
Dark humor is my primary coping skill. I’m a Gen X Appalachian who raised myself drinking creek water with a decent percentage of mine runoff. I believe we get one trip through life and everyone should make the best of it because there aren’t any “continues.” Be kind, mind yer dang business, and leave people and places the same or better than you found them.
Dreadful Ideas 