An Open Letter to My Birth Parents

An Open Letter to My Birth Parents

Years ago, I found my birth family. One of my sisters and I have maintained a relationship, but my birth..

You’re Still Here.

You’re Still Here.

Bless me father, for I have sin– no, wait, that’s not right. Forgive me, readers, for I have not blogged…

Oh, So Tired

Oh, So Tired

I am a self-proclaimed “silver-lining-finder”. It’s not something I shove down the throats of others, but a way I cope..

The Overwhelm

The Overwhelm

Today is Day 31 of self-isolation in my home, due to Covid-19. How are we coping? My answer to my..

I Was Sideswiped By My Own Divorce

I Was Sideswiped By My Own Divorce

Ahh, sometimes I miss my smug married life. I’d been married for 11 years, to the person I thought was..

I Don’t Actually Forgive You

I Don’t Actually Forgive You

Here’s the thing, my friends: forgiveness is overrated. We are told constantly that in order to move beyond hurt, we..

I Miss Me

I Miss Me

So many times I’ve opened up this window and stared blankly at the blinking cursor. What do I even have..

840 days

It’s been 840 days since I became officially separated, and though I vaguely recall the early days of feeling like..