Single mom
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My sleep paralysis demon is a mediocre man with poor hygiene whispering, “I’m not ready for a relationship.” The man whose ex-wife was still living with him – for the kids, we’re just roommates. The man who conveniently kept the relationship undefined and avoided introducing me to his friends so he could keep his options…
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I was auditing my posts here after writing about therapy rates increasing yesterday. I’ve been thinking a lot about the story I am telling, the energy I am sending out to the world. Considering how much I have healed. Like a doctor wondering if a patient can breathe on their own after the breathing tube…
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The brutality of single motherhood is a living river with no beginning and no end. I am doing it all, and doing none of it well. There are days I open my eyes and have to box breathe myself out of a panic attack. Will there be enough to pay the propane bill if they…