the hard stuff.
unfiltered.
This is where I bare it all—the raw, unpolished truth of grief, loss, and the struggle to find my way. Here, I let you into the depths of my heart, sharing the pain, the love, and the moments that have broken me but also shaped me. It’s not always pretty, but it’s real. And in the chaos of it all, I’ve found flickers of peace, love, and life again. This space is for anyone who needs to know they’re not alone in their hardest moments.
What’s So Great About This?
I will make Will proud, and I will hopefully make you all proud as well. I will always be open to connecting to others’ struggles. I will be anyone’s voice and advocate.
The Same Pain, Not The Same Story
I wasn’t sure if I would connect with anyone. No one experienced a miscarriage that then resulted in a traumatic time having a disabled child 1 year later that I knew of. How would they understand my battle? So, showing up as my authentic self was all I could do. As each one of the panelists shared, there was a common theme, vulnerability. It was in vulnerability where the similarities shined through. The same stands for today.
Exceptions and Rules
The world today is full of exceptions to rules that have split up friendships, families, and careers. It’s sad really, and I hope we all emerge out of it soon, with few broken family ties, and hardly any wounded relationships.
I have often found myself being the exception to the rule. As a cop’s kid, I should have grown up breaking all the rules.
Control it All
“You can only control what you can control” right? This quote came out of my mouth a couple of weeks ago when talking with a friend. It just came out. But it made me want to speak on it. I realize now that my lack of control in stressful situations is not weakness, but my humanity peeking through my sequestered soul.
I’m So Strong
Hollow, silent, tearful, nauseous, nervous, complete and total decimation of all feelings inside my soul. Who can help me cope with that? No one. Grief and grieving are individual gauntlets, and in those moments I didn’t want to live through anymore gauntlets. Especially not this one.
Most Likely To Bail Us Out
They are watching you. Waiting for your reaction to every piece of information. Information that will never ever be positive.
Let’s Just Wing It
We were cheated and robbed of our son. Our son was robbed of his life. Killed by his best friend. In a car crash attributed to alcohol. When you are with the person you trust most in the world, aside from your family, and that person makes choices that have the most extreme consequences, it makes it extremely complicated.
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