Emily Richey is a graduate of Pace University NYC. She has written and edited for multiple online platforms, including Love What Matters. She spends her free time petting stray cats.

Emily Richey is a graduate of Pace University NYC. She has written and edited for multiple online platforms, including Love What Matters. She spends her free time petting stray cats.
“He doesn’t see ‘past’ my disability because my disability is part of me! He sees it, he sees me, and he loves all of me.”
“After my mom died, my stepdad simply left. Survival mode kicked in. For the next 3 years, my 19-year-old brother did whatever he could to help. Being strong was truly my only choice.”
“In a dizzy haze, I followed her to a small room. ‘Our staff has an ethical dilemma treating your child.’ I felt my heart drop. That was the day I took charge.”
“How do you get over feeling like a pregnant 19-year old whose mom just died? Each pregnancy and postpartum period, I have lost myself.”
“I’ll never know what it’s like to immediately have your baby put on your chest. They were wrapped in what looked like sandwich bags and enclosed in an incubator. We nearly lost them.”
“Within seconds of giving him the very first spoonful of porridge, I knew something wasn’t right. His bottom lip was so swollen it just hung down on his chin.”
“Every inch of this home made me cringe. I couldn’t even enjoy a coffee on the front porch without thoughts of my husband sitting on the porch with his ex-wife. Every handle I touched, every doorknob I turned, I couldn’t escape the past.”
“I had to wear sunglasses to prevent light from stinging my corneas. They said it was a ‘temporary’ side effect, but it wasn’t temporary for me.”
“My palm was glued to my forehead that entire appointment. How could this be? I couldn’t even carry one baby… how was I going to carry four?! I started laughing, crying.”
“I had no clue I graduated with honors.”