I am literally so tired of being unhappy. I just want to be around people who make me feel loved and liked and invited and it’s like… I can’t find nobody like that nowhere. I’m starting to think I’m the problem. I have to be. I feel like I’m unpleasant to be around or maybeContinue reading “Just Wanna Be Happy: a sad girl rant”
Tag Archives: Mental Health
Unloved, Unworthy, Understood
Trigger Warning: I’m about to talk about sexual assault. It will likely not get graphic but if you can’t stomach talks about sexual assault or rape. do not proceed. Thank you, in advance, for reading and letting me get this off my chest. (insert a multitude of emojis, gifs, & memes that display anxiety. ThisContinue reading “Unloved, Unworthy, Understood”
If Yo Girl Only Knew
I wish I knew that: 1: Every day will not be sunshine & rainbows. In fact, you might outright hate motherhood and that’s okay! 2: There is no smooth transition from woman to mom. And it sucks. 3: Self-care is no longer easy. 4: This is your journey and yours alone. YOU are the mother.Continue reading “If Yo Girl Only Knew”
Why Not Play?
My mom is always telling me I need to “work on my poker face so Bean doesn’t think everything is funny.” Well, here’s the thing, everything IS funny- to me, at least. I literally get through my days by laughing and playing. I need laughter. I need humor and good times and foolishness and funContinue reading “Why Not Play?”
Truth Time
My priorities are screwed. I’d rather spend time playing sims, scrolling instagram, and typing captions and blog posts in my notes app rather than posting them. Why? I feel unqualified to be a “mom blogger”. I feel like I’m too “new” to motherhood to have the audacity to sit and document our experiences; but 500Continue reading “Truth Time”
Baby, you Blue me away
I think I’ve got a case of the Baby Blues. I love my daughter. I love being her mom. I even like doing it “alone” if I’m being truly honest. But I think I’ve got those good ‘ol Baby Blues. I feel like Eeyore if he sat in the sun all day; kinda happy, mostlyContinue reading “Baby, you Blue me away”
I, (Used To Be) A Victim
Sad, lonely, fearful, anxiety-ridden. That was me. I grew up in abuse; it was all I knew for years. I never felt comfortable at home, near certain family members, around loud noises- was never settled. It’s been about 4 years since I was in that space and my GOD, it seems as if the triggersContinue reading “I, (Used To Be) A Victim”
The Hot Young Mom 