oh, my beautiful boy, you
He’s perfect. And mine. And so me it hurts sometimes. He’s stubborn, relentless, and gloriously confident.
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The Leftovers
It’s the hardest thing I’ve gone through. And just when I think I’m free of it–and back to my regular family history/hormonal depression, thank you very much–the leftovers of it hit me again. The guilt I feel for how I struggled. The worries. The fears.
Read More...Whoop, There It Is
It’s…isolating. Exhaustion. Frustration and frustrating. I just want to sleep, and sleep, and sleep until this feeling goes away.
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