Don’t get Covid, guys. Just don’t. It’s brutal. I feel like I’m dying. My kids feel like they’re dying. It sucks. Don’t get Covid. Do not get Covid while also being responsible for tiny humans who also have it. And especially, don’t get it when you’re extremely pregnant and can’t take any medicine. I don’t […]
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Well, it happened. It got me. After years of avoiding this, we have Covid. My mom brought it home last week, then my husband and dad got it, and despite all best efforts at masking and sanitizing and cleaning and isolating…it made its way to the more vulnerable of us…me and the kids. I started
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Well, it’s day…….I have no idea. It’s day something. I’m lonelier than I expected, and quite frankly, this is some bullshit. By some actual miracle, the kids and I are still symptom free and I am still testing negative. So any complaints I make, just know that it’s worth it to keep them (and me)
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Another Sunday evening where the anxiety builds and builds, spilling over into a Monday morning. The weekend was atypical, and I’ve spent the past few days on edge. It started on Friday, when my husband and I took my 5 year old to his specialist appointment a few hours away to get another echo and
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Well, for the first time since this whole damn pandemic started…it’s finally here in my household. Both my mom and my husband work in healthcare, and I’m honestly shocked we’ve all avoided it for this long. But my mom tested positive on Friday…and honestly, I’m freaking the fuck out. I’m 34 weeks pregnant. That’s like….really
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I’m literally sitting here writing in my journal right now. I’m mid sentence, and a thought that I don’t think I’ve ever had came into my head. If my husband asked me to stop drinking, like, if he told me it was a problem for him, and he’d leave me or he’d hate me or
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The first(?) step towards breaking down this brick wall that I’ve built around myself is to just admit that I cannot control this. I have no control over my addictions, over alcohol…I just can’t control it. That’s the focus in therapy right now. Just simply coming to terms with the fact that this is not
Accepting that I cannot control this. Read More »
I woke up this morning feeling…off. I don’t know why, but I just have this feeling like shits gonna hit the fan. Things feel off in my marriage. Not bad, there’s no problems or fights or really anything that I can put my finger on…but I just feel like there’s something off. Which probably means
The calm before the storm? But I’m staying in the moment. Read More »
The past few days, I’ve felt it coming. But I’m officially fighting the beast from within. The anxiety of it all starting coming to a breaking point last night. It had been a ROUGH day with the kids, and I was just fucking spent. My husband was going to the gym after work, which he
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“Permanently disabled”. Well, that’s the first time I’ve heard those words used in conjunction to describe me. Yesterday, I went to see a neuromuscular doctor for the first time, and it was…it was weird. It was actually super easy, and not what I was expecting at all. I guess now, since I have an actual
