The Mother I Needed, The Mother I Became
I love being home for you after school. Watching you play in the front yard with your friends, running in…
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I love being home for you after school. Watching you play in the front yard with your friends, running in…
Continue ReadingI’m lying in bed, trying to shut off my ADHD brain. I’m usually caught in a cycle of obsessively overthinking…
Continue ReadingLittle me, it was not your fault. You were not a bad child. You did not need fixing. You did not…
Continue ReadingGrief has knocked on the door of my heart many times in recent years. This heartache is not because of…
Continue ReadingHolidays, birthdays, and special events have always been painful. I can’t say the pain has gotten less or more since…
Continue ReadingMy mom died. She died, but I became free. For the very first time in my life, I’m not worried…
Continue ReadingThey say a mother's love is unconditional. That’s what they say at least. But my mother's love, if you’ll even…
Continue ReadingIt’s so utterly destructive. It’ll knock the wind—no the very oxygen—out of your sails. It’s nauseating. Conflicting. Terrifying. And so…
Continue ReadingMy mother and her intense body image issues were projected on me from birth. I was told the moment they…
Continue ReadingAs I was scrolling through my Timehop, I came across a picture. That picture was of my mother and my…
Continue ReadingOftentimes, people wonder how different their lives would be if they hadn’t met a certain someone. If they hadn’t gotten…
Continue ReadingI’m on a path in life that is so different from what I ever imagined growing up. It’s a path…
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