KJ Aartila
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I Am a Mom Now
I Am a Mom Now I didn’t always want to be a mom. For various reasons as I grew up, I decided motherhood wasn’t in the cards for me. Firstly, because I carry a genetic disorder that I didn’t want to pass on; secondly, because I was married to a maturely stunted man from a neurotic family, and, thirdly, because of being one of the oldest grandchildren/nieces of a super-huge extended family, I had been saddled with the responsibility of looking after littles from a young age. It wasn’t pleasant and created the opposite of developing a nurturing nature within me.
By KJ Aartila3 months ago in Journal
Do I Dare?
Do I Dare? I read an article on here Monday morning, that took me back a little bit. I mean, much of the statements I don’t agree with, but many of the points made were quite valid and caused me some self-reflection, which is a good thing. Self-reflection is my happy place – it’s asking myself the uncomfortable questions, and it’s where I learn and grow. So, the author/article may have irritated me, but I must appreciate the fact that it caused me to ask questions of myself, exactly because I found myself irritated.
By KJ Aartila3 months ago in Poets
I Was Okay with Being Coveted Property
It started early in our relationship. I was naive. My boyfriend and I went to a married friend’s (we’ll call him John) house for a small get-together with a few others to have a cook-out. The friend started to play “footsie” with me under the table. I didn’t return the affection. I was confused. I smiled; sure it wasn’t his intention. His gorgeous and kind wife was right there! I was flustered to think he would be so bold.
By KJ Aartila3 months ago in Poets
Seething Red
I almost killed my brother once. On purpose. Nearly choked him out in a fit of rage. He deserved it, though – only because I couldn’t choke-out the persons who really deserved it – his loving enablers turning him into the slimy, lying, manipulating bastard he is to this day. Too bad, but good thing, the bus driver was there. It would have been a horrible reality to live with.
By KJ Aartila3 months ago in Poets
Just My Cup of Tea!
Just My Cup of Tea! Matcha I drank a cup of warm Matcha Tea this morning, before my first cup of coffee. I like regular Green Tea. Matcha is supposed to have even more beneficial qualities for enhancing a person’s health, so I would like to consider adding it to my repertoire.
By KJ Aartila3 months ago in Feast