I don’t really care about Mother’s Day. I did once, when I was a new mom. But new mom’s don’t get celebrated on Mother’s Day, old moms do. I felt like more was done for my mother in law and expected for my own mother than I got. I still feel that way but IContinue reading “Mother’s Day”
Another gem from my trauma therapist – the difference between shame and guilt. Shame is the feeling that you are bad. Guilt is the feeling that your actions are bad. A normal amount of both is necessary to live in world with others. They keep a person (most of us 😉 ) from scratching theirContinue reading “Shame vs Guilt”
This is the first in a series of blogs I intend to write about my experience being homeless as a young child and the events leading up to it as I have come to understand them. My mother joined the Army in late 1981/early 1982. My sister Sara and I were 1 and 2, respectively.Continue reading “The Sweet Potato Incident”
Four years ago I had a nervous breakdown. It was the best thing that could have happened.
Repost from my Facebook page. Written Thanksgiving 2019. I’ve never liked Thanksgiving. I think it’s stupid. It’s food based and the drama that comes with it isn’t worth roast turkey and stuffing. But I’m grateful we did our Sisters’ Thanksgiving last year. It was the first time we’d all four been together since my weddingContinue reading “Thanksgiving”
I don’t have friends. Not real ones. I don’t trust I guess. I’m not capable of being a good friend. I don’t reach out. I wish I did. I don’t have anyone but my husband and therapist to really confide in. They both analyze everything I say. I think this will be just be howContinue reading “Lonely”
I haven’t spoken to my mother much since my sister was murdered over a year ago. Honestly, that started a month before my sister died. I tried to talk to her about things I’ve learned in therapy and she hung up on me. So I don’t talk to her. Talking to her means I haveContinue reading “Pretending”