When all you feel is darkness & all you want is a bullet to the brain to make the pain go away

I have a cousin, who is more like a brother, who took his life 163 days ago. The wound is fresh. Even the grammar of it hurts—do I say have a cousin or had. His memory haunts, leaves me tormented by daydreams I force upon myself—the reels of horror that replay in the mind when I think about…

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When You’re Postpartum & The Only Thing Bouncing Back Is Belly

What we need is for the pregnancy, maternity, postpartum, and motherhood journey to not be centered around how good we can make it look or how strong we can look while doing it or how perfect, or how darling, or how flawless, or how fit we can be through it. What we need is for the focus to be put back on birth of a breathing baby, flailing and kicking for love in a bright and noisy world…

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You’re not crazy. You just care.

I WANTED TO PUNCH HER. Wanted to slam my fist on the table, get up, and leave. We were at a local coffee shop and we were talking about life. She’s one of my best friends—a sister, the kind that knows your heart without ever having to hear from it. And I was telling her about…

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