Color Me Curious
oozey mess
@theartofmadeline
No title available
RMH
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
ojovivo
Product Placement
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
if i look back, i am lost
untitled
Fai_Ryy
occasionally subtle
Claire Keane
No title available
EXPECTATIONS
d e v o n
Monterey Bay Aquarium
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
seen from Ecuador
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Colombia
seen from Belarus
seen from United States
seen from Ecuador
seen from Malaysia
seen from Singapore
seen from Indonesia
seen from T1
seen from France
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Indonesia
seen from Türkiye
@iloveyoububby
it’s weird because mentally i’m years above my age but emotionally i’m more immature than my age which means I have all these emotions and i am so aware of them but i don’t know how to change them and i get angry at myself for feeling these emotions because i’m painfully aware of how irrational they are
Every second of every day I wonder what horrible thing have I done to deserve not being able to raise my son, and every day I get no answers. Every moment I wish I was blessed enough to experience the sleepless nights, first steps, homework, and being able to watch him grow into the man I know he would’ve been. I hate that the phrase “wait until you have kids” burns a hole into my soul and I just want to scream to the top of my lungs “If only you knew!!!” But, I can’t. I have to go everyday proclaiming normality as if I’m not really going through pure hell 24/7. I smile, laugh, and act as if I wasn’t just balling my eyes out the night before. I finally understood what it felt like to be a mother, the love that awoken with it, only for it to be taken away so quickly. I held him in my arms and told him everything would be okay, and he believed me. Even though he couldn’t tell me, I knew that he loved me, and I wanted to give him everything.
Introduction
Hi, My name is Sky and I am apart of that unfortunate club of parents who have lost a child. I am here to tell my story, as well as my son’s, Isaac, and answer any questions anyone may have. I am here to share my truths and feelings in regards to my loss, as well as how I may or may not be coping. Every loss is different, and I do not claim to know how everyone who has experienced such loss feels. I can only speak for myself and vent them the way I know how. If you happen to stumble across this blog, thank you. And I hope these truths will help you in your journey.
