“I would cover up the fact I felt so disconnected. Everything was ‘great,’ ‘fine,’ ‘I love being a mom.’ I was lying to them and myself.”
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“I would cover up the fact I felt so disconnected. Everything was ‘great,’ ‘fine,’ ‘I love being a mom.’ I was lying to them and myself.”
“With a sick smile he moved the barrel of the gun slowly from right to left across our faces. I’ll never forget how powerless I felt. And I’ll never forget the enjoyment Jammeh got out of seeing an 8-year-old terrified.”
“When I tried heroin for the first time, I felt what I imagined the love of a mother must feel like, like a warm hug from the inside out. I believed I had finally found security and love.”
“As I stand here staring at this unforgiving pink line, I can’t help but ask the question why.”
“‘Alex got shot.’ Wait, what? Did I just hear those words? I immediately thought, ‘He played with my son just three hours prior. He was smiling and laughing.’ The shock rushed in like a sudden punch in the gut.”
“We see you as we drive home in silence, attempting to clear our mind, so when we walk through our door we can pretend we are okay.”
“For those who are struggling with depression, anxiety, and all forms of mental illness, you won’t stay in that situation forever. I can attest to that.”
“The current state of the world is becoming the new excuse as to why families like mine don’t get the help we need.”
“I grew up believing I was not only difficult to place, but difficult to love—until I discovered I possessed the power to choose the words, thoughts, and beliefs that would accompany me through my day and, ultimately, my life.”
“All I knew was I was scared of ‘love.’ I didn’t want it. In fact, I wanted to run from it like it was the plague. I wish I could go back and hold myself like I held my siblings. I wish I could tell little Jas that real love was coming. An angel on earth. The most adorable, bi-racial boy with the biggest dimples and largest afro I had ever seen.”