A world in which we catch a post about their mother passing, and suddenly this stranger from Thursday has a new dimension. They're grieving.
I became a mother and lost all sense of self and lost friends. I allowed others to tell me who I am. We have to let that stuff go, it has to be shared so that it can be released with love. I have to constantly remind myself that my body belongs to me, that I am safe, that I am beautiful, that I ...