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Facing The Truth In Baby Loss Awareness Week. Top Story - November 2021.
Time. Funny thing that timey-wimey stuff. Sometimes the months rush past in glorious technicolour that brings us to exclaim 'Halloween? How is it Autumn already? How the time flies.' Sometimes a minute can last a lifetime, it has to last a lifetime, like the last moment you hold your living child in your arms.
By Kyra Chambers4 years ago in Confessions
Confessions of the Mad - Installment Five
20 September 2021 Today my mom called me to tell me I should be careful of what I put on the internet. I told her the whole point was, to be honest, that’s a big part of the reason people like me. She said, “Yeah, but still.” I think she was more concerned about her family finding out. Once I told her that I write under a pseudonym she calmed down and said, “Yes, that’s true.” Not sure what she is worried about here.
By DMTakeshi4 years ago in Confessions
The Darkest Days
July 24th, 2011. I became 1 in 4. I had a miscarriage. I lost a child but I lost so much more. I was married, we had been married for just over 3 years and together for 4. We had 2 beautiful daughters; our oldest had just turned 2 and our youngest was 7 months old. My husband was currently working nights, which was very stressful on our family. It was almost as if he didn't exist, like I never saw him.
By Tuesday Daily4 years ago in Confessions
Sierra’s Story
I’ve been on this earth 19 years. 19 years. Wow. It seems like so much longer, but at the same time not that long at all. You learn and experience so much in that time (enough to make you ask: Damn, there’s more?) I have seen myself and those around me evolve so much. And I guess this is the part where I start to tell you my story or at least the basics right now.
By Sierra 4 years ago in Confessions
Healing Journeys and Dick Pics
Today I saw my father’s penis for the first time. His being deceased makes it all the more impressive, I suppose. The weathered, Blacks Photography envelope, containing the photo is labeled ‘Buffalo 1987’, making my dad 38 years old at the time.
By C.D. Hoyle4 years ago in Confessions
Death Doesn't Pay Rent
It is strange; I admit—that a coming-of-age story should center around Death. This is a story about loss, Death, and how long you should let him stay with you. Trust me; you're not going to want to just 'let him crash at your place' like he says he will. Death is not a good tenant.
By Vonne Vantablack4 years ago in Confessions
How Do You Find Yourself Amid Overwhelming Loss?
I don’t remember the actual moment when we found out that our mother had cancer. We knew that she was having a biopsy, but I don’t remember if they sat us down in the living room, or where exactly we were when our lives changed forever.
By Allison Rice4 years ago in Confessions
Releasing the Warrior Within
In the early days, it seemed that I had rushed through life, without taking any time to grow up. Leaving university to get married. Having children and setting up our household. When I looked at my children or attended a meeting with their teachers at school I often thought, “what on earth am I doing here? I’m still a child.”
By Gail Wylie4 years ago in Confessions
The Moment That Changed Me
The event that changed my life forever is one I will never forget. The person who was my best friend, my mother, my girlfriend, my sister, my rock, my everything passed away. And left me all alone. Without a friend in the world. Or that is the way that I felt. And sometimes that is the way that it was. My mom was an amazing person. And when I lost her… It completely changed my life. And not for the better. When my mom died, I drank… alcohol. I drank probably more alcohol than I should have been drinking. I was not eating and that could have made the drinking worse. I never drank enough to be considered an alcoholic or even drunk, But I am sure if my kids read this article, they would insist even more than they already do, that I do not ever drink again.
By Amanda J Mollett4 years ago in Confessions
