This was…..not the best start to a new year that there’s ever been. In fact, I’d safely say it was actually the worst. It was very likely the worst New Year’s Eve midnight that I’ve ever experienced. It was a great day and a great night. Up until 11:30pm. And my sister. My fucking sister. […]
Of all holidays, I think that New Years is one that means the most to me. The idea of letting go, of starting over….the concept of hope. And change. It feels powerful. There’s no other day of the year that holds as much promise for change. It’s a day on the calendar, yes. But for
Ready to say goodbye, and reflecting on all that was. Read More »
How dare this day make me leave my bed. I mean, seriously. Is it so unreasonable for me to just stay in the safety and warmth of my bed all day? This is my husbands first day back at work since my son had surgery last Thursday. So, in almost a week. Making today the
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Phewwwww. Well, we survived Christmas. Christmas Eve day was tough. And a bit triggering. But we got through it. I spent mostly all day wrapping gifts…as I hadn’t even started before then. It was nice to have something distracting to do on an otherwise extremely difficult day. The nighttime was spent building bikes for the
Glad that’s over, and I NEED that dime! Read More »
Merry Christmas Eve to anyone who does the whole Christmas thing. I am doing my best to not let the anxiety of this season get to me…and I think I’m doing a…decent job? Phoenix handled his surgery mostly well the other day. He had a lot of trouble recovering from the anesthesia, and a few
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Sometimes, you find yourself in a situation where there are truly just no right answers. Sure, there may be a slightly less wrong one? But really, given the choices, you wish you just didn’t have to choose at all. Because no matter what you do, you’ll feel like it was the wrong choice. (At the
The holidays are hard. Well, for some of us, anyway. For me, they’re quite hard. Thanksgiving is associated with a lot of trauma for me. It was the beginning of what would become…another version of hell for me. Growing up the way I did, in a household full of abuse and fear and trauma…I craved
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Well, we survived. My brother made it home in time for Christmas (even if he did get in at 11pm on Christmas Eve) and we all survived Christmas. The boys had a great time, they opened up I think a million presents, my house is now a complete disaster, but it’s ok. We survived. My
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Well. If there’s one thing to say about these past few days, it’s simply just holy shit. Nothing has gone well, nothing has been happy. Yesterday, my mom got the call that her brother died. They found him dead in his apartment after he didn’t show up to work all week. So, she’s pretty upset.
Not off to a great start. Read More »
Thanksgiving is historically not my favorite day. I had a hard time with the holidays growing up because my home life was always very chaotic and tumultuous. Thanksgiving in particular I have a certain disdain for. I have a traumatic history with Thanksgiving, and I’ve always had a hard time accepting it and moving past
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