“Most of my time last summer was spent worrying; absolutely consumed with trying to figure out how to make everything perfect. The perfect moments. The perfect getaways. The perfect adventures.”
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“Most of my time last summer was spent worrying; absolutely consumed with trying to figure out how to make everything perfect. The perfect moments. The perfect getaways. The perfect adventures.”
“I felt confident in my body. I ate healthy and worked out all the time. I was skinny. Then, I became a mommy.”
“I came home from school to find Stephen in the backyard smoking a cigarette and crying. He broke down and told me he had thoughts about wanting to end his life. He said the world would be ‘better off without him.’ After losing him, we did not anticipate Michael would die by suicide as well just nine years later.”
“My hand had been squeezed so tightly for so long they were blue. The tips of my fingers on both hands turned white. I knew it was bad.”
“I opened it up and immediately started crying. For someone expecting her first child who deserves all the focus, she still found a way to show love to me.”
“I’m going to continue to fight loneliness as long as I live. While we may never know each other, I wanted you to know.”
“I felt an already enlarged lymph node get larger while we learned to navigate the newborn phase in the midst of biweekly chemotherapy treatments.”
“Still to this day I ask myself, ‘Why me? Why wasn’t I enough? Why didn’t you fight for me?'”
“We raced to keep up with the ambulance carrying our child as he fought for his life. I stayed overnight at the hospital, feeding whenever he showed signs of hunger.”
“He looked over my file and said, ‘I got good news and bad news.’ I spent the next 7 months in and out of the hospital. I’d wake up with a swollen face, legs, hands. The pain was unbearable.”