Family can be our support system. Or they can be part of the problem. All about the complicated, loving, and difficult relationship with us and the ones who love us.
Living With a Monster
Why didn’t I say anything is a loaded question for me. There is so much to unpack from that one question. Why didn’t I say anything? I didn’t say anything because he said he would stop. I didn’t say anything because I was scared of him. Thinking about it now I too ask myself why didn’t I say anything to my mom. Do you know what it feels like to tell someone your story only for them to ask you why didn’t you say anything? It’s like a slap in the face. It makes you feel dirty like they are saying you liked it or you wanted it. I didn’t ask to be molested by my stepfather.
I’m so… Angry… Disappointed… Raw.... Numb… Absolutely burnt out and, yet, also seemingly so ready to reignite... 2021 has been an interesting year - one I intend to go over in full at a later date, at the end of the year. It was already a rough year emotionally…
Sensory Issues Related to Autism: An Overview
Autism is a neurodevelopmental condition that makes it hard for children to navigate social environments and unfamiliar experiences. It takes time, care, and patience to help these children build a healthy lifestyle, especially since the condition has no cure. Often, children with Autism display sensory processing issues, in which one or more of the bodily senses are inappropriately reactive to stimulus. Sensory issues in Autism can lead to distress, meltdowns, and potentially dangerous behaviors. This can be taxing for both the child and the parent. Here, we discuss how sensory issues manifest in children with Autism and how to manage them.
Too Sick To Work
I'm…frustrated. (To put it mildly.) I'm frustrated with myself. I have been so sick, for so long, and it affects my quality of life every single day. But…probably not in the ways you'd think. Or should I say not just in the ways you think. Yes, I'm in pain every day. Yes, I'm exhausted after the simplest of tasks. Yes, I sleep all the time. But right now, none of that is what's bothering me. Right now, right this very minute, what's bothering me is that I can't scrape together a few hundred dollars to take my mom to the Renaissance Festival this year.
Years ago on a summers evening I awkwardly shuffled to my room after what I had just witnessed. You had looked so ridiculous to my ten year old eyes, the worst part is that you had thought you were in the right.
I woke up crying. I feel my hospital bed moving. “What happened?”. I thought to myself. I stand up. I see my mom and I hug her, she looked so tired. I cried a little bit as the nurses transporting me waited patiently for me to get back on. They moved me to a different area, where the adults were. I was just 18 y/o so I was in peds when I first came in. “What were you thinking?” Asked my mother. Now I was confused. Was she really about to lecture me about suicide at the hospital? Can I go home first? Ugh! “Why did u attack the nurse?”. “I didn’t attack any nurse, what are you talking about?” I replied. I don’t know where my aunt went. I wasn’t sure of what time it was so I guess it must’ve been pretty late. “Yes you did! She came to put the IV in & you pinned her against the wall, smacked her, & choked her”. I couldn’t believe what she was saying. Hell, to this day; I can’t believe it. I cried harder. “Luckily she didn’t want to press charges”. “Where’s Beth?” I asked again. “Home with the girls”. I was calm now. She was home with my baby & Diana. I thought to myself, “How could I attack a nurse?” A different nurse came over to tell my mom she couldn’t stay because the hospital wouldn’t allow it since I was no longer in pediatrics. Great. We said our goodbyes and she promised she’d be back in the morning. Time to rest.
I sat there for a few minutes. I felt fine. What I’m about to express, might be difficult to imagine but; this was my reality. So try. Now remember, I lived in a one bedroom apartment, the bathroom was two or three steps away from the bedroom. I had to pee, so I got up from the couch, used the restroom, cleaned myself; I picked up my underwear, flushed the toilet & stared into the mirror as I washed my hands. My eyes didn’t look the same. I smirked at myself in the mirror in a way I never have before. I walked into the bedroom, and there I was… Sitting on the toilet again. Cleaning myself. Picking up my underwear again, flushing, staring into the mirror, I washed my hands; and walking into the bedroom.
Child Abuse- There is a Solution
“According to the World Health Organization, as of June 2019, an estimated billion children in all areas of the world between the ages of two and seventeen experience physical, sexual, or emotional violence or neglect each year.” Child abuse comes in a broad range of actions or behavior in which an adult brings harm to a child or children. It can also be neglect in which the needs of a child, such as nutrition, hygiene, health, and education are not met by the parents or other caregivers. Child abuse has no place in a kid’s life. With clear eyes and straightforward actions, we can and must give children a brighter and more peaceful future.
How I Told My Wife I Didn’t Love Her Anymore
I remember that chilly mid-November Sunday morning in 2017 like it just happened a few days ago. I had just come off of a month and a half of constant work on my business. Between the middle of September and the middle of November, we make the vast majority of our annual profit. It’s constant work for me, and I rarely have a moment to decompress. Once I can finally sit down and take a breath, 60 days of emotions and mental garbage all come out at once.
It’ll Never Happen to Me
”It’ll never happen to me.” That’s why I used to tell myself. Until it did. It happened. Suicide happened. To the last person I would have ever expected. That day will be engrained in my memory, and my famiily’s memories, forever. I was driving to CVS, in between petsitting and babysitting jobs. I know what families I was working for that day, I even know what I was going to CVS to buy. Everything after that for the next 12 hours is a blur. I know I went home, I know there was a lot of crying, and I know I was making calls and packing quickly so I could get to Maine. But I was numb. I was trying not to feel anything but feeling everything at the same time. I was heartbroken and in denial and angry. I just wasn’t able to process anything. Because I always told myself “it won’t happen to me.” But it did, and I had to face it head on.
Why Leaving Your Toxic Family Could Be The Best Thing You Do Today
Ask yourself this question. What is the lesser of these two evils? The damaging behaviour of toxic narcissistic family members? The pain of estranging yourself from such a family?
5 Subtle Signs Your Partner Is a Narcissist
When your partner doesn’t pay attention to your feelings, you may wonder if he or she has some narcissistic traits. While some people occasionally show narcissistic tendencies, that doesn’t mean they are narcissists at their core.