Tag: journaling
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I Stole a Car and Gave My Life To Jesus-Prove that He isn’t Real
Story Time from before, when I gave my life to Jesus. “I’m tired of you treating me like this! If you’re going to hit me, just do it already!!” “I’m tired of not being respected in my own house!“ Nearly every night my parents fight. They yell, I hide in the basement, the neighbors can…
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We’re Public People-Where the Heck I’ve Been
In the past, when the blog was down I continued writing. But when my Mom died, so did I, and so did the blog. I hardly wrote down anything for the past two years, and I’ve wrote in a diary nearly every day since I was eight. It’s just a part of what I did,…
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One Year Without Her- Neurological Damage and Therapy
I still feel the weight — a weight of exhaustion. It’s the feeling of responsibility, and of failing at that responsibility. “Give your burdens to the Lord,” can be easier said than done. Certain passages come to mind that fit, but the process of actually doing it is hard. I haven’t lived long enough. I…
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The New Chapter
I’m sorry to have startled you all with the sudden site take down. Mom passed away and I wanted to delete everything out of intense grief and desperation to get some relief or progress to being better. I decided to make a video which was previously pasted onto this post. Whoops, you must have missed…
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The Power of Greif – A New Chapter
It’s a source of regret that I never had the opportunity to share my blog with Mom. Among the many things mom won’t see, this one stings particularly because I am certain she would have taken great pride in it. During those periods when her health permitted, she devoted countless hours to her own writing…
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The Engagement-Grief & Happiness-
Yes, you read that right! The day finally came; my boyfriend got down on a knee and asked me if I’d spend the rest of my life with him. It was a special moment I’ll hold and cherish forever. It was weird, but in a wonderful way, and it was overwhelming, but in a peaceful…
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How to Help Kid’s With Sick Parents-Mom’s Cancer Story-Fighting Melanoma
We’re at the hospital again. Mom had a seizure and fell in the kitchen this morning. This was her second seizure, except this time wasn’t because she didn’t refill her meds. She made a pot of coffee, put the spaghetti she wanted to have for dinner on the counter, and then started walking in circles.…
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A Provoked Child-Mom’s Cancer Story-The Family Dirt
An explanation/demonstration of why cheap grace/hyper-faith has ruined my family. For all of my life since day one, my family has had two options. But every time, they don’t just pick the wrong option, they master up the most absurd idea known to man. They decide, even though anyone in their right mind wouldn’t even…
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Hidden Feelings-I Burned His Love Letters-“She Isn’t You”
You might laugh at my “being such a dramatic girl” tendencies but what can you expect? You brought yourself here so don’t act so shocked. This is a white girl’s online journal. I hope this doesn’t come back to bite me later. ;/ I learned some interesting things that I’m not so sure I wanted…
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When Your House Is Haunted-Finally Moving Out
Well Blog fam. It’s time for a real post. A casual, “back to normal” post about moving the heck out of my abusive house. (If you’re not a part of the Blog Fam, scroll down to find the First Apartment Checklist). I don’t know where to start or how to correctly articulate my situation. Forming…