Absolutely incredible. This is faith.
You out this so perfectly. I'm so glad I found your blog!
This is a topic I have battled over and over, as my husband and I always wanted a second child and I now do not feel that I am fit to have more. This really helped me feel less alone in that mental battle. Thank you.
After reading a terrific article by Therese J. Borchard on PsychCentral entitled Should You Have Kids If You’re Depressed?, I was inspired to write a comment. The comment grew so long that I made it into a post:
I have three adult children. My first child was born when I was eighteen. My problem wasn’t just depression, it was psychosis.
Back in 1967 when I was fourteen years old, I had a mental breakdown after living through a series of extreme childhood traumas. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder did not become an official psychiatric diagnosis until 1980, so I was diagnosed with acute schizophrenia instead. My abusive mother then jumped at the chance to get rid of me by putting me in a state mental institution — against my doctor’s advice and despite the fact that my behavior was never out of control or threatening in any way.
The asylum where I spent…
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As someone who still lives in the home I was abused in. I applaud your bravery. You have courage beyond words.
Right now my husband and his son are driving out of state to attend my husband’s granddaughter’s wedding. My stepson is the father of the bride. Due to a lot of hard feelings since his divorce, he is very nervous about how he will be treated.
There has been wrong on both sides, as there usually is in situations like this. Still, we love our kids unconditionally, and as his stepmom I wanted to be there for him to show my moral support, alongside my husband.
I was planning to go. I bought a pretty new dress and was trying very hard to look forward to the occasion. But two days ago I got sick. I’m feeling a little better now, but I’m still not up to going anywhere and being around people. So I stayed home.
It feels like a sinus infection. But whatever it is, I believe my…
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I initially wrote this as a combination of a journal entry and a letter to the sub and the sailor (the sub’s girlfriend and my submissive-esque person – we are still defining it). I am editing it to both redact names and such, as well as adding more information because I think it needs to … Continue reading Through The Ghost
One of my alters is pulling away. My life and how it functions is untenable to who she is and what she needs. I love her, so much. So do a few other people in my life, those she has trusted enough to let in. I don't know what will happen now. I'm afraid. Not … Continue reading Little Girl Gone
Day 17: Something that feeds your soul. It is ironic and serendipitous that this should be the prompt that brings me back, and I slowly trudge my way out of a deep dark pit, crawling my way through the muck. I haven't had internet for months now. I am writing this on a semi functional … Continue reading #LoveMe Challenge Day 17: Something That Feeds Your Soul