It's not the first time I've driven myself to the airport. It won't be the last. But I was supposed to have a ride, instead my abandonment issues went nuts at 3:30 this morning.
Category: In My Own Words
These are all my thoughts, opinions, and other things.
The Vice Grip In My Chest
I'm crumbling. All I know is that it feels like my lungs and heart are slowly being compressed in a vice grip I can’t shake. I can’t stop crying. But I can’t seem to start breathing.
Miscarriage: It’s Funny How Life Works Out
Life never works out the way I think it will. I never thought I would get pregnant. I ended up losing my baby and it's father, but one came back.
I Hate My Body, But It’s What I’ve Got
I don't see what other people see when they look at my body. I see a living reminder of every horrific thing men have done to it.
Seven Years Ago Tonight I Was Raped For the Last Time
Scrolling through Facebook's On This Day page, I was reminded that seven years ago tonight. I was raped for the last time.
Past Me Would Be So Disappointed In Present Me
I hate motivational mantras... But my least favorite are the "If past you could see you now, they'd be so proud." No. Past me would be very disappointed and even angry at the way my life looks now. I don't think this mantra is targeted at over achievers who were abused emotionally/psychologically/financially/physically/sexually over the course of 23(ish) years. But I'm not dead!