Dear self: Snap out of it. Now. You didn’t do a damn thing wrong. “Seeing isn’t believing, believing is seeing. Children don’t have to see this place to know that it’s here, they just… know.” “Just because you can’t see … Continue reading A note to myself
Mom to mom let’s cut the crap A child’s a blessing Not something you purchase, use, then toss in the trash You bit me, slapped me Raped me I was yours But tell me dearie, Was I *really* a … Continue reading Time for a chat
Dear Medical Professionals: Please be patient. There is a lot about me you do not know. It is my hope that upon reading this letter you will have a better understanding of who I am, what difficulties we will face … Continue reading Dear Medical Professionals
Oh my. The farther along today goes, the more I find myself refocusing on the here and now. My son is having fun writing out for me an assignment I gave him to do while he watches movies – … Continue reading Shame is optional.
This is something I wrote initially as a vent about 2.5 years ago. In an odd way I feel this writing to be the cornerstone of Forsaken Phoenix. Dissociative Identity Disorder is a very stigmatized, and in all honesty, feared … Continue reading Our Hope
It’s been a while since I’ve written. There’s been a lot going on lol Babygirl is now 11 weeks old today and just a bundle of smiley snuggly hungry love lol 8pm here as I’m writing this and she’s been … Continue reading Update
Met with T and Taz on Tuesday Taz did something that he’d hoped would be seen as helpful (I think) – I said something that hurt him …the moment you realize you hurt someone so you belittle and disallow any … Continue reading Lots to process
On May 3rd I walked into the OR for our C-section. Soon after, we met our daughter for the first time. Everytime I look at her beautiful face I see strength, determination, beauty, and love. She’s my partner in crime … Continue reading So much
If this one goes where I need it to, it will probably be either triggering for many or something that will cause intense differing opinions – just remember please, I’m writing this for myself …and only myself. I’ve been pushing … Continue reading Kinky talk
People don’t understand and they never will That’s how I feel right now They just keep talking saying things to fill the space and make me feel less yucky or sad or hurt or alone But they have no clue … Continue reading No, I’m fine.
I can’t do this It’s not fair It can’t be real It’s never going to end There’s no healing from this, it’s just too much I’ve only got a small part – imagine what others have It’s going to get … Continue reading Struggle is real
Don’t know where to put this so I’m here. The floor bottomed out beneath me and I’m spiralling faster down the rabbit hole I’ve no words but memories – I’ve got those Sometimes I wish I could carve out the … Continue reading Drowning in spirals
Alright. Diarrhea time. We’re 21 weeks pregnant. Ultrasound this Friday to determine gender. We’re doing a gender reveal cake because … Cake. Lol It’s been an internal fight considering most of our stances on gender and the like — but … Continue reading Diarrhea Time
Thank you. Thank you for being a scientist. For being objective, direct, and clear. Thank you for taking the time and energy to *think through* our questions and answer honestly … and wisely. Thank you for being a magician. I … Continue reading A letter to our OB