TW: verbal abuse; manipulation Did you know that the only reason I told you my story was because I knew you could help? Did you know I trusted you? Did you know that I wanted to tell someone else what had happened because if someone else knew, maybe I wouldn't have to carry all... Continue Reading →
Catching a butterfly isn’t easy, I’m told. I’m not easy to touch. I run away too fast, too far. Catching a butterfly isn’t easy. Hands burn against my skin and my heart breaks over and over because once I was caught and butterflies can’t be kept in iron nets and steel cages. Butterflies need silk... Continue Reading →
Trigger warning: Extensive discussion of suicidal thoughts Fighting depression and chronic illness takes strength, and my friends try to tell me this every day. I have nodded and smiled and thanked them for their kind words, but it never seemed to stick, but the truth is every day you fight an illness like depression, or anxiety, or chronic illnesses or chronic pain, is a day that you are strong.
Dear Friend, The whole point of this blog is to allow me to say the things I can't say out loud. And... I have some things to say. First of all, I'm sorry. I'm sorry you've had to deal with me. I've been a horrible mess for the last month, and I'm only starting to... Continue Reading →
I swear, if you say it again... I know you told me. I know. I know. I know. But that doesn't fix anything, does it? I'm sorry I'm not what you wanted. I'm sorry I'm weak. I'm sorry I don't function the way you want, the way you expect. I'm sorry I've been broken. I'm... Continue Reading →
Trigger warning: This post contains an extensive discussion of cheating and divorce as well as several instances of strong language. I remember a time when I stood up for you, mother dear. You had worked long hours on a concrete floor, and your fibromyalgia had flared up so badly you had collapsed into bed. I... Continue Reading →
You Are Not Alone. 