I remember the very first time that I took my child into the emergency room to be hospitalized for his mental health. He was 8 and he'd just shoved me down the stairs. He came running down them after me. He was crying so hard. He looked down at me and told me he didn't want to feel this way anymore.
Me, too.
Bear with me as my stomach is in knots writing this. I've never told my story in full.
It's Okay Not to Be Okay
We're mothers. We're the ones expected to stay. We're the ones who have to hold everything together. We're the rock, the glue. We're nurses, maids, teachers, lawyers, mediators, judges...we're strong! But sometimes we aren't.
Vaccines Save, Bro
Do my research? But, that was what people said when they told you not to vaccinate. How could science back up both positions? I didn’t know what to think.