My therapist finally told me I have bipolar I (with mania), I broke my foot again, and I'm apparently a terrible wife (we are through), mother, and person. Guess I need to 'get with it', and 'toughen up' cuz if life is a test, I'm a fucking failure.
Oh yes, and I totally fucking snuck my computer in cuz these guys are fucking assholes, but I'm too sneaky for them, lol.
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A blog about motherhood, feminism, stillbirth, atheism, academia, and maybe just a little bit of politics.
About Me
Why?
As an atheist experiencing the loss of a child, I felt somewhat alone. It just seemed like there was nobody out there like me grieving the type of loss I've been grieving. I thought starting this blog might help somebody else out there, searching like I have been, to find a connection. The only real comfort I have found is knowing I'm not alone, no not alone in the universe, but not alone in what I'm experiencing and not alone in the human condition.
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