Misty
I am a Hypochondriac
I remember the first time I "had cancer." It was 3 months after the birth of my daughter in 2011. I didn't know anything about ovarian cancer other than women died from it, but...
Finding Purpose
This blog post is the first installment of a collaborative 5-part series entitled The Mother Within.
"What is my purpose?"
I must ask myself this countless times a day. I know I must be good at something....
Being Raised By A Mentally Ill Mother
My childhood was less than desirable. The older I get, the more I realize that. At the time, nothing felt out of place. I don’t think I knew any better. No one was there...
I Am Not Who I Used to Be
I am not who I used to be. I use words like “potty” and “tummy.” I am more gentle when speaking and will talk to any child I come into contact with.
I am not...
The Day I Left My Family
It wasn't too long ago that I left my family. I told my husband “I’m leaving,” grabbed my purse and walked out. I got into my car and drove away. Now granted I only left...