I’m not a regular mom..

I’m not a regular mom..

Some days I really fucking hate moming. I hate saying that I hate it because I'm not supposed to or I shouldn't. But I do. I know how amazing my daughter is, she is the light of my life. But holy god can this child test my very last nerve... like the literal last one. [...]

Don’t fucking 302 Me.

30. Probably my most difficult year. Every year has it's ups and downs, but 30 really put me through the ringer mentally, and some days definitely still suck a lot, but here I am writing again (begrudgingly, thank you autorenew lmao) and trying to pull myself from a sometimes crippling depression. This isn't a give [...]

Philadelphia is for lovers. And really good dope.

It's Christmas night at residence - i have to leave around 3 for the airport so I forgo sleep - instead i lay on the couch staring up at the ceiling, anxiety brewing. Everyone there has tried to convince me to stay - staff and clients, right up until I step out of the techs [...]