Soon we will be bombarded with the first day of school photos. Other Mom's will post them with excitement, because FINALLY school is in session again, and we can get our lives back. I will post with an array of emotions, ranging from deeply depressed to entirely elated.

On the one hand, they are kind of driving me insane. Living in the desert means our summers are not spent out of doors. We are inside hiding from the triple digit tempatures outside. We all have cabin fever, we are all annoyed by one another, we all need a break from one another. But, on the other hand, them going back to school just means they're getting older. Getting older means fewer snuggles, less belief that Mommy is magical. They'll need me less, they'll want me less and as a stay at home Mom of 10 years, that's terrifying.

It isn't that I have lost who I am to motherhood, it's that I let motherhood become who I was (by choice). I didn't fall into some sort of Mommy trap, I freely dove into parenting. Sure, I had no clue wtf I was doing but it didn't mean I didn't want to give it my all. I had no real childhood so I've spent the last 10 years making sure my kids did have one. So, for 10 years I have gone to the park, fixed breakfasts, lunches, dinners, kissed boo boos, read books, attempted every science experiment we could find on Pinterest. Hundreds of forts have been built and destroyed in my living room. Countless zoo trips, Happy Meal runs, movie marathons, finger painting, salt painting, we've done all those things that seemed like something we should be doing since I was a SAHM. Now what? Do I do them all alone (I don't mind building a fort alone and hiding inside with my crayons and paper)?

I know they need school for the socialization, and that it is good for them, and I want them to grow up (albeit, a little slower than they are currently growing). But, what do I do now? Now that my last baby is grown and off to school, where does that leave me? I've been looking for a job all summer, but no one seems to want someone whose only work in 10 years was an assistant to her husband (who runs a business no secular human seems to understand),  and with no job what do I do with my day from 7-4?

So, this week as other mothers on the west coast are excitedly rushing their kids off to the first day of school. I will be the Mom hiding puffy eyes behind sunglasses and wandering aimlessly around town waiting for school to get out. 

Midnight, Texas Television Series on NBC Mondays @ 10/9C

  I am a TV junkie and avid reader of fantasy and horror, so I was excited when I saw a teaser trailer for Midnight, Texas months ago.  Midnight, Texas is based on the Midnight, Texas novel series by Charlaine Harris. If that name sounds familiar to you, it may because of the popularity of the Sookie Stackhouse novel, that  HBO turned into the True Blood series. I loved both, loved the TV series a bit more than the books though.  I did try to read the Midnight, Texas novels, but I don't think I was in the mind set for them,  since I was stuck in the in Tudor time, having just finished reading The White Princess by Phillipa McGregor, and then binge watching the Starz original based on the book (both worth a look, so good).

I got so excited Monday thinking I would get to see Midnight, Texas, then I realized I don't have cable, and can't get NBC in on my antenna, so I had to wait until Tuesday to see it when it became available on Hulu.

I waited for the kids to get engrossed in a game and started watching. I've now watched it 3 times, yes three times! I didn't realize how much my life was lacking a good supernatural escape. If NBC cancels this I will cry, but they shouldn't because it's great so far. I usually really dislike pilot shows, but always forgive them and keep watching because the first show is always the hardest. This pilot needed no forgiving, it just needs to release more episodes, like yesterday!

Midnight, Texas is about a small Texas town called Midnight (shocker). Things aren't exactly normal in Midnight, the residents are a little freaky, and gorgeous! The main character is Manfred he sees dead people. Manfred rents a home from BoBo who runs the local pawn shop, I'm not sure what his specialty is yet, I think he may be just a human. Fiji who is the kindest witch I've ever seen and seems to have a huge thing for BoBo. Olivia is the town assassin and packs quite the punch. Lemuel is a vampire, but a huge departure from Harris's previous vampires. Joe the local tattoo artist is also an Angel, not just a super nice guy, he actually has wings and flies. He runs his tattoo shop with his Angel husband Chuy who does nails. There is the mysterious Rev. who likes to bury animals, and makes references to the full moon, and how he won't be available for a few days because of it, werewolf? Another human in town, a sweet human is Creek who lives in Midnight with her brother an overbearing father, she is a waitress at the local restaurant where passer-bys stop to eat, and locals have a special section.

I don't want to give too much of it away because I hate spoilers and I want you to see it for yourself. I will tell you there is a murder, a whole "who done it?" The law from the neighboring town comes to investigate. Sheriff Livingstone (played by Sean Bridgers of Rectify and Deadwood) seems a pretty by the book law man. His deputy whose name I can not remember is a lady who seems to maybe have a little thing for our main man Manfred.

The acting is great, the sets are awesome, and the writing wasn't corny, not even a tiny bit. It took itself seriously but not too seriously. It was scary enough to me that I had to watch it in the daytime, with all the lights on ( I can't even watch Unsolved Mysteries reruns at night).

 Also, there is a talking cat! He's sarcastic, and I love him.

As the show ended I found myself sad it wasn't on Netflix so that I could just keep watching. It could easily be a binge-worthy show.

Midnight, Texas airs Mondays on NBC @ 10/9 Central, or you can watch it like I did on Hulu.

Finally, I have a reason to look forward to Tuesdays.

Why even if you're there for me, you won't recognize me reaching out.

I posted this to my Facebook page but I feel like it needs to be repeated on a more public forum.

With the recent suicide of Linkin Park lead singer Chester Bennington, I have seen a rash of "I am here for you" Facebook statuses. I get it you all really want to be there for someone in need. But, as a person with chronic depression and PTSD, I can not count how many times "friends" have not been there when I've reached out. In their defense often times when a depressed person reaches out it doesn't really seem like a call for help to the outside world. In our minds, we are screaming out for someone to please just help us. But, in reality, those screams are tiny whispers, easily missed by those around us. So, while it is sweet and kind you want to help, know that it takes more than just saying I am here for you. Because a depressed person's reasoning and way of doing things are far different than the everyday person's. So, what you're looking for isn't what we are going to do.

I am not saying it is your responsibility to be hyper vigilant about those around you. Just if you notice a friend acting even a little different reach out to them, ask them "are you okay?" Even if they say they are okay,  persist a little, tell them "I care about you and I just want to know how you're doing, how you're REALLY doing." Because we are masters of disguise, and we really don't want you to know how badly we are actually doing. We will rationalize ourselves out of help because we don't want to be a burden, or we don't think we are worth it. Depression is a dark and twisted thing, it is not as simple reaching out for help and then everything is fine.

We often cry out in the dark, when we are alone, where we know no one can hear us. Not because we do not want help, but because we simply do not feel worthy. We already feel like a burden. We can appear like functional happy adults on the outside, on the inside we a broken masses of sadness.

And while I'm on this train of openness, for those of you who do not understand why someone with seemingly so much going for them would take their life. Let me tell you what you've probably already read a million times this week. Being so depressed you're willing to take your life isn't about what you have, or the good things in your life. It is about your inner turmoil, what you feel that no one can see. We can't control it, we can't "snap out of it", it is there with us almost constantly. For some of us, it is simply a part of us.

A lot of us have had therapy, take medications, and some of us haven't and do not take medications. Even people in therapy kill themselves, so there is no really clear way for me to explain to you what a person needs not to do the unthinkable. Because, when you're in that dark of a place you will rationalize how being gone would actually be better for those around you. Not in a pity party sort of way. You go imagine the people around you entire futures. Not just the aftermath of your death, but their lives without you in it. Sadly, often times that world will seem better for those around us if we just weren't around anymore. 

I can't tell you how to stop someone from killing themselves. I can tell you that a simple status about how you will be there if they need you isn't going to do it. Because most of us aren't going to conventionally ask for help.

Be kind, be observant. We all tend to be wrapped up in ourselves some days. Sometimes you have to be the one to reach out. Because some of us are too sick to reach out for the help we actually need.