Category: anxiety
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“I Hate You, Mommy!”
I would have to say it was around age three when Sophia first yelled at me that she hated me. Being so young, she had not learned just how hurtful the word “hate” could be. I know a lot of women who have gotten upset, practically in tears, when their…
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Finding My Purpose In Life…
For as long as I could remember, I always wanted to be a mother. I was drawn to my friends’ younger siblings. I loved to coo at babies I saw. I even transformed the bottom of my tiny closet into a “crib” for my two baby dolls. I couldn’t wait…
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I Had A Son…
I had a son. When I met him, he was barely 2 1/2 years old with an adjusted age of about eighteen months. All I saw were his deep dark sienna eyes and his messy brown-black hair. I had a son. He was all mine from the first day I…
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“When Will You Be Done?!”
I’m sitting in silence rocking slightly back and forth. I’ve been threatened and my survival instincts are kicking in. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. I am stuck… in my cubicle at work. My stomach is repulsed by food and if I didn’t force myself not to, I would vomit…
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“Yes, Sure, You Were ‘Sick’!”
I’ve heard this so many times. I am not coughing. I am not sneezing. I am not complaining of chills. I am not home ‘sick’ in the term that I have the flu and need to be in bed. I would not spread my illness if I came into work.…
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When July 4th Isn’t a Holiday Anymore…
Fireworks enchant me. The brilliant colors of light that blast in the night sky, not knowing exactly which direction they will burst, what beautiful hues will show, and exactly how loud they will be. I was always mesmerized by them. A beautiful man made project dancing with physics come together…
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Why I Am Going To Stop Body Shaming
For as long as I can remember, the words “Fat Free” were a part of my everyday vocabulary. I am not sure when the switch to fat free milk was made in my house but I don’t remember any other kind as a child. It was in my elementary school…
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