“The second Jackson was put on my chest, it all became real. I didn’t have that instant bond a lot of women talk about. I dreaded the time I would be by myself with the boys. Every day is a struggle, but I can’t imagine my life without them.”
“The second Jackson was put on my chest, it all became real. I didn’t have that instant bond a lot of women talk about. I dreaded the time I would be by myself with the boys. Every day is a struggle, but I can’t imagine my life without them.”
“Having been at least 80 pounds lighter than I am now, I wake up with more energy and zest for life than I EVER did back then. I wouldn’t trade my fat body for anything in the world.”
“I began to speed toward the rail. Right before I hit it, I heard a sniffle. ‘This is not how it ends.’ I knew I had a purpose to live for.”
“’You better NOT be gay! I hope you find a man who will sweep you off your feet!’ I could NEVER be in a relationship with a girl.”
“I would have masked my grief with make-up and pretty clothes, attended all the events, and popped dangerous amounts of Xanax. But with Covid, there was nowhere to go, no mask to hide under, no excuse to avoid my grief.”
“’Oh, you are a gym rat! Your legs are always sore.’ I was a workaholic, so with my chest hurting and shortness of breath, I finished my shift. ‘I feel like I am going to die.’”
“I was sobbing uncontrollably. My husband told them to unhook me and washed my bald head and pregnant belly. It was too much. I was not OK with subjecting my baby to this too.”
“My mom’s legs trembled, and she almost fell to her knees as we saw police officers moving in and out of the lobby. I was in disbelief at how the world around me just continued to function.”
“Life has a funny way of giving you exactly what you never thought you’d want, only for you to realize it’s what you should’ve been dreaming of all along.”
“‘You’re not trying enough.’ They gave me even more diagnoses, so I worked on them a lot. But nothing helped. It made me hopeless. Now, I know I was working on the wrong disorders.”