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True Life:: I Was [Briefly] Pregnant with an IUD

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I had lived in Milwaukee less than a year when the symptoms began. Suddenly, I was exhausted all of the time. My body ached and my stomach churned unexpectedly throughout the day. It was...

It Ends With Me :: Breaking the Cycle of Abuse

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Abuse happens. The broken reality is that physical abuse happens in foster care. Sexual abuse happens within relationships that are considered safe. Emotional abuse and neglect happens to children at the hands of their parents....

Sometimes We Fight

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Sometimes we fight. Like really fight. We have blow-ups packed with shouting and lots of my tears. In the heat of the moment, embracing anger can be so satisfying and empowering. It's so easy to...

Mothering While Recovering :: A Letter to Moms Healing Emotional Childhood Trauma {TRUE LIFE}

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Dear Moms Recovering, I need you today. I have uncovered the truth, the emotional trauma of my childhood. Early on I was told not to talk about my feelings and taught the lie that they...

An Open Letter to My Adoptive Parents

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Dear Parents, Oh, you two. My soul goes to pieces writing this. You raised me with the most humble and open of hearts. You never hid my adoption from me. You invited my birth parents to...

I was Sexually Assaulted :: Was it My Fault?

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It started out as friends. He was brotherly towards me. On days when my ex-husband made me feel worthless, he'd build me up. He'd come into the office and say things like, "Just between...

Learning from My Mom’s Mistakes

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Growing up, I spent a great deal of time swimming through a sea of guilt, anxiety, and pressure. Most of which was placed on me by my mom. Let's start off by saying that my mom...

The Addict Next Door

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I should be dead. I never imagined I would live to 20, let alone my mid-30s. Why? I spent my teenage years addicted to heroin. Looking at me, you’d never guess. I live right next...

Little Girl, I See You

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With each passing year, I learn more about the truth of my grief. My Grief We grieve forever. As our love for what is lost goes on, so does our grief. We think we’re over the...

The Diva Cup Chronicles :: The Situation in the Shower

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Until a month ago, I never thought I’d use a menstrual “Cup.” But a few months ago, several of my mom friends started talking about the Diva Cup and how much they all loved...