Motherhood, Marriage, Teaching, and Mental Illness
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...I’ve opened this page more times than I can count to write something, anything, about what’s going on in my head, in our world, in my house, in my state, whatever.
Read More...It’s a fight to get out of bed. It’s a fight to get through the day. It’s a fight to do anything.
Read More...However, I did decide to make a list of goals for 29, because, well why the fuck not?
Read More...So yeah, bring it 29.
Read More...They, like all teens before them, think they know it all. And no one tells them otherwise until it’s too late.
Read More...What can I say, except I’m overwhelmed?
Read More...On the days where life doesn’t seem to make sense or be working out for you, know that somewhere a future version of yourself is writing about why it really fucking did.
Read More...Does it affect you and yours? No? Then shut the fuck up.
Read More...I’m just telling you, as a mom of almost two, who loves my babies more than life itself; no one, and I mean no one gets to tell me what I can or can’t do with my reproductive system. Sorry.
Whoops, got a little heated and a little controversial.
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