Suicide Prevention Month – My Story Part 3

I have no idea what a normal mom is, but I know I am not one.  Before, I was Super Mom and now I am some sort of odd hippie, zen, metal head mom.  I never allowed myself to believe I was a good or even decent mom.  I have six eyes watching me and … Continue reading Suicide Prevention Month – My Story Part 3

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Suicide Prevention Month – My Story Part 1

I am 13 years old.  I’m in 7th grade.  I’m on the bus, and I have the asshole kid in front of me reminding me how fat I am.  He’s added, now, to close my legs, because I smell like fish. My stomach crawled in my throat, and my heart is desperately trying to plug my … Continue reading Suicide Prevention Month – My Story Part 1

Beautiful Broken Minds

In our feeble attempts to make 'normal' people understand mentally ill people, we mostly just end up alone. It seems to slip everyone who is supposed to be 'normal's' minds, that we don't function think or feel the same way about 'stuff' as they do. Not because we're selfish, self centered, stupid, retarded, or vain, … Continue reading Beautiful Broken Minds