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Writing Saved My Life When I Questioned My Existence
CW: This story discusses anxiety, depression, and suicide. If any of these seem potentially triggering to you, please click out.
Ziva LanePublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsI don't want kids
I just remember people mentioning that "I think you'll be a good mom when you grow up" while I was just playing with my Barbie dolls. Looking back doesn't make a lot of sense because there is no real work in taking care of a Barbie doll. But being younger I thought they were right. I would be a good mom. Until my nephew was born.
Kitten QueenPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsHow can I, today?
Today is a day of confessions. Today I pour out my heart. Today, well today, I am not okay. Today, I’m not sure what I even am.
The StorytellerPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThe life of a single mom to 4 girls
Moms can be seen as super heros, but what no one will tell you is we are in some ways take my life for example i am a mother to 4 girls two that are in the hormonal stages and two that are now sounds ok right? Well you are correct and incorrect you see been a single mom to four children is hard i will admit this to you. You have no time to think no time to have a five minute break you just simply do not have time then you have to add in the mix that these tiny humans that cane from you also come with a attitude and a world of problems at such a younge age who knew the world would be hard on them and it is.
BonniePublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsBedtime and the Wild Mind
I was an only child and a lonely child, but I had my books. I was not allowed outside to play because I lived in an area my mother felt wasn't safe for a small girl like me.
Lynn JordanPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsAging Matrimony
There was once a time that I always felt like the apple of your eye. I was the sun in your love’s universe. Beautiful poetry you wrote me celebrating our great love and how it came about. Books you crafted with your own hands, burning edges of pages and designing lovely boarders. Every word in each of these books I cherish. I read them again just the other day. I needed to remember. I know you love me, just as I love you. Our love is one for the ages; this is true. Then, life happens. Then a history of life happens. Six wonderful children we protect and parent occupying most of our time and consuming all of our disposable income. We both understand that the sacrifice is an investment in our family’s future. Many a football, basketball, baseball, softball, soccer, volleyball, cheer leading, band and dance events and games we have attended, coached, supported and of course funded over the years. Very time consuming and physically taxing all of the running around can be, leaving little “mommy and daddy time”. When we finally return from our children’s activities you are fatigued and drained and I am left to talk to myself as you nod off to our favorite program.
Cam RascoePublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsThe Big C
It started a little over a year ago. My handsome husband wasn’t feeling well. Mike was short of breath and couldn’t make it from the recliner to the kitchen without stopping to rest, plus he was having pain in his left calf. It didn’t take long to find out he had blood clots in his lungs. They took him right from being diagnosed to being admitted to the ICU.
Peg LubyPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsAwkward Beginnings
I wasn't born to fit in. Nothing about me was "mainstream" or "normal". In fact, my very existence was the subject of controversy from Day 1.
Misty RaePublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsWhen Your Heart is "Just Too Big"
It all started when I saw a disabled man struggling and heard nothing but mockery from people I loved. At the age of nine years old, I was riding in a large van with cousins and few other family members to enjoy a Sunday lunch in another town. I didn't participate in any conversation, as I was the "quiet kid" who didn't speak up too often. Shyness was my main personality trait in my youth. I didn't want to say the wrong thing, as I've always hated confrontation, so I learned to just not speak at all.
Dani BananiPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsWhen Your Wife Leaves for Another wife
My Wife Left Me For Another Wife. I am wifeless. After 17 years of being married to what I can only describe as The Greatest Wife, I am wandering around a rather empty house. On. My. Own.
David GrebowPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsBroken in fear
We have been married for 9 years now. In love for maybe two. Hated each other for at least 5. And two years...spent in limbo trying to figure it out. It’s at the end now. A marriage over. Broken and scattered. The betrayals and hurt between us enough to flood a river. Sharp words and sad intentions are all that is really left.
ChaosstarPublished 3 years ago in ConfessionsA Life In My Hands!
Life changes unexpectedly when you become a mother. It’s a hard journey but endlessly rewarding. Most stories start at the beginning but ours starts here on the 22nd of January my daughter Kyleesha’s second birthday. I’d had a rough transition after having my second child. She had a different dad to her eldest sister so naturally you’d assume the differences between them were from different genes or just luck.
Nicole DanbyPublished 3 years ago in Confessions