Without acknowledging why we are all so afraid, we cannot access our hope.
Cat and Nat keep it real about the impossibility of motherhood perfection, but they do so with a lot of sensitivity.
Self-care is supposed to be a way to take care of our bodies and minds so that we can improve our quality of life.
Sometimes it feels like I spend hardly any time actually interacting with my baby.
Never, ever buy trash bags from Dollar Tree.
What if he feels responsible for "keeping Mommy happy"?
We need change. This is non-negotiable.
We are terrified of being meaningless cogs in a machine that is actively destroying the world. But as Hank so eloquently shows, fame is not the answer to these problems.
I can't help but feel like I'm doing something terribly wrong.
Focus on recovery instead of validation through the exhibition of pain.