Fuck June.
May 30, 2022
Fuck June. Fuck loss. Fuck innocence. Fuck memories of a life when I was blissfully expecting the loss I had no way of expecting. Fuck.
I don’t normally curse but sometimes the word “fuck” seems apt
- I don’t normally curse in my life, but sometimes curse words seem necessary. The word, “Fuck” is a big one when referencing parts of my life after the death of my son.
This fucking sucks and I’m here for you (Customizable support card)
January 20, 2022
Sometimes we need to be blunt about how much it hurts to lose a child. Download this card for a loved one who appreciates outspoken support.
There But for Grace
April 17, 2020
Home birth can be dangerous. I think it’s important to acknowledge that. But the gist of this doctor’s post today was to criticize a celebrity who recently lost her child during a home birth; to call her an idiot.
The bluntness I wish I could share where it’s needed
July 8, 2019
I’m rarely this blunt but it’s been a week and I’m feeling so raw. F*** you. You are my friends and family, and you act like he never existed. He’s my first born. I will always be heartbroken.
121 – Mon, Jul 23, 2018, 9:04 PM
July 1, 2019
I haven’t written, lately, because words have felt hard. I haven’t written, lately, because my attention hasn’t been focused on you. And I want to apologize, because I remember those early days when I thought I would never stop thinking about you.
26 Mar 2019 – The Worst Thing that Never Happened
March 26, 2019
This is quite possibly the darkest thing I’ve ever written. Please note that the following screenshots are simulated tweets. This is the timeline of an event that never happened.
22 Feb 2018 – Fuck
February 22, 2018
I wrote a letter to Target a while back. I still find myself walking through the baby aisles, thinking about things I would be buying. Should be buying. I should have a living son.
