Words of a young widow.
Heads up, there are some graphic descriptions ahead. Yesterday I visited James’ grave for the first time since the day we buried him there last fall, three days before my birthday. Maybe that makes me seem like a bad wife, or a bad widow, or even a bad person. Maybe you think I should haveContinue reading “Returning”
This is hard. Talking about marriage, PTSD, pain, mental illness, and my real true life, is really hard. The events of the last few months have been transformational for me as I’ve come to learn that my story is, unfortunately, not unique. I have heard from friends and acquaintances and women I have never met,Continue reading “The Night that Pain Won”
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