“But no one will think I’m pretty!” she said, her 7 year old face starting to well up with tears. Dressed as if she were going to be in an elementary school fashion show, she was wearing the dress that she begged me to stay up late last night and wash, enough plastic bracelets to
Oh my gosh, I do not want to talk about the trolls anymore!!! I’m so over the trolls but I know that a lot of you are waiting to hear about what happened in regards to Saturdays post about the hack, and the hack was initiated by someone trying to figure out more about my real life
Trust me, you are going to want to read this one through to the end…. It was almost exactly a year ago when I started this journey with you all. The blog went up in October but it wasn’t until Dec 23rd that my first article ran and a lot of you found me. I
As most of you know, trolling on this site has been an issue for quite some time and as my name has slowly crept it’s way across the Internet, naturally it’s only gotten worse. It’s mostly a group of about the same five people that like to trail along behind me, commenting on everything I
I had a funny story that I was planning to post today, seeing as how this place has been a bit more serious lately than it has been in past times, but unfortunately an issue of greater importance has arisen. For those of you who read the comments, you know that the trolls have been
So this week has definitely tested my willpower in self restraint. The trolls, or as I am more inclined to think, the troll who is assuming multiple “anonymous” personalities, have been coming at me hard. Questioning what I say, demanding proof that I am who I say I am, and just generally feeling entitled to
Ok, so, this post has been a little hard for me to write. I love this blog, I love that survivors are coming together in the comments section, I love that people are feeling comfortable sharing their stories, and I love that the stigma of abuse survivor shame is finally being broken. Coming on here
My husband said he was going to the store... and never came back. It's been a crazy life that's left me functional enough to survive yet dysfunctional enough to make me funny. I'm living my life devoid of most social graces while single parenting two young children and I absolutely love it....most days.
