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21/02/2024

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21/02/2024

LOL

21/02/2024

What do you do to remember to take your meds?

20/02/2024

Repeat after me: having a mental illness is not my fault.

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19/02/2024

It's my birthday! 34 years today. Didn't think I'd make it this far. Grateful to be here. 🫶🖤🤍

17/02/2024

Some info for you today. 🤍🖤🫶

15/02/2024

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13/02/2024

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13/02/2024

Me right now - - - > 😢😩😭😿

12/02/2024

It's a lifelong condition. Sometimes that gets to me. Like no matter what... I won't ever live without it. How unfair. 😢

11/02/2024

It's been a tough few days. 😢

09/02/2024

Share what you're comfortable with below. I am struggling hard and curious if it impacts anyone else.

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09/02/2024

Do any of these resonate with you?

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08/02/2024

Save & share babes.

Follow and help me reach 5k before my birthday. 🫶🤍🖤

07/02/2024

I've been spending a lot of time reflecting lately. And I've come to a few conclusions.

1. I won't ever shame my children the way I was. Or any way for that matter. I so clearly remember being 20 years old and learning I was pregnant. The father told me they didn't want kids and they were out the door faster than I've ever seen. I remember going to my mom to ask if we could talk about adoption. She was furious. She told me how selfish I was. I felt so small. I wanted to explore my options but I didn't have a safe space to do so. I didn't want to be a mother at 20 years old. I was constantly shamed for the father not being a part of anything. I was mocked, ridiculed, embarrassed. It was such a sad time in my life.

2. After the baby was born I really struggled to connect and bond with him. I was so lost. My mom sat me down and told me that me and the baby would have to find somewhere else to live if I didn't start legal action to sue the biological father for child support. I didn't want to do that. I didn't want to go through that. I felt so angry already, I really didn't want to go through the court system. But.. I didn't feel I had anywhere else to go. I didn't have anywhere else to live. I was manipulated. And for what?

3. Money. Nothing is more important to my parents than money. They told me if I moved home to have the baby they wouldn't charge me rent. Guess what they lied. They charged me rent.

4. Upon going through birth I was treated horribly. Going in as a young single soon to be mother is different than going in with a partner, I can vouch for that. I was bleeding horrifically. No one was listening. I wasn't allowed anything. I was tied to a bed. I didn't understand what was going on. The nurses were rough with me and lacked compassion. And I had no one. My mom sat there and watched it all happen. Then over the years she's made so many comments like "don't even get me started on your first birth. They were awful to you. I was so angry." But she watched it happen. She was right beside me watching me go through it all. Not once did she say to please be more gentler or advocate for me at all. And then she took my birth story and made it hers. Cont'd

07/02/2024

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07/02/2024

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07/02/2024

Just call me a professional overthinker.

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06/02/2024

Please

Be

Gentle

With

Yourself 🤍🖤

Today & everyday

06/02/2024

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05/02/2024

Can you relate?

It's exhausting to prioritize yourself when you've been conditioned to believe that everything about you is wrong and bad.

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04/02/2024

This weekend was heavy and hard. My dad came to pick up my daughter for the night on Friday. When he came my husband was home and he did the hand off. They made pleasant conversation and then they were off. But on Saturday when she came home... he brought her to the door. I was solo parenting so I opened the door. He acted like I wasn't there. Literally. It sort of sent me into a downward spiral. Thoughts flooded my mind. Like I'm not good enough. I must be really awful for my parents to kick me out of their family. It felt suffocating. It was hard to know what thoughts were real and what were just my mind going wild. I lashed out. I cried. I wasn't in a good place at all. I felt so weird that he could do that. Just act like I wasn't there. I always tried to be a good daughter. Tried to make them proud. And the thing that set this all off goes back to November 8 when I set a boundary. My doctor told me I had to. I wasn't doing well. I told my mom that I didn't want to hear her negatively speak about any of my kids anymore. That they're all awesome and it's sad that she can't see that. That's the boundary. That's what got me kicked out. Ignored. She wouldn't even reply to my merry Christmas message. I'm just nothing now. Because I wanted to parent my way. Because I finally stood up for my babies. I feel so confused. How can people treat other adults this way?

03/02/2024

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03/02/2024

It's been 8 months and 4 days since I tossed it all out. The bongs, pipes, papers, cones, bud, grinders, trays. Everything. And I've shared every moment of that journey here. But here's a bit of the why.

I was smoking 5-6 grams a day. It was an addiction. It started as a tool. But I grew dependent on it and stopped using other tools to help myself.

One day.. may 28 .. I read an article that gave a criteria of being an addict. It hit me really hard. I checked all the boxes. I had no idea that I had a problem.

I didn't feel comfortable with that. Being an addict. Not knowing how to function sober. I was never sober at that point.

I didn't like thinking that my kids had an addict for a mom.

Or that my husband had an addict for a wife.

So. I threw it all out the next morning.

And haven't smoked again.

It's been the hardest thing I've ever done.

But I'm really proud of how far I've come.

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02/02/2024

A true friend lol 😆

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01/02/2024

Let's talk about crisis plans. What do you do when you're in crisis? What helps you? 👇👇🤍🖤🤍🖤

01/02/2024

January felt really hard this year. There were some frightening and dark moments. Many moments that I felt alone, isolated, and like I didn't belong. Moments that I questioned myself and my ability to cope with. It felt never-ending and all-consuming. January was heavy. And though I enjoy heavy lifting... it felt almost too heavy.

But I've made it 8 months without smoking w**d. I truly can't believe it.

Here's to a peaceful February. One filled with quiet, love, self compassion, and kindness. One where we value ourselves and what we need first. One where we love who we are right in this moment. A February where we aren't focused on changing for others but rather accepting ourselves and acknowledging how wonderful we are. A February that is slow, lovely, and good to us.

Here's to our February.

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01/02/2024

Feeling like this right now.

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31/01/2024

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31/01/2024

A little did you know for you this morning.

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