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Oh I've got enough entertainment in my kingdom, don't even worry about it. Better entertainment than you are.
~KJS
Better than... me?
Well, not everyone can appreciate my humor. Which means...
... only those worth my time stay around me. So don't worry if off you must go. Good luck over there in your city or whatever it was.
BAD NONES FROM THE ZONES, TUMBLEWONES
looks like jet star and the kobra STAR got in a clap with a STAR
that went aaaallll coSTARica and UHHHHHH
got themselves 🅱️hosted, 🅱️usted out on route 🅱️uano
so its time to hit the red lime and UPTHRUST the volime out there
keep your BOOTS TOOTS
keep your GUN CLUN
and DIE with your MIE on if youve got to
HERE
is the twaffic
world wide handsome ↣ for @supertunajin
junseo ig update ft. junhwi 230224
sunny ! ☀
I haven’t been around much lately. I’ve been going through a lot, but I’m finally getting help (counselling, psychologist in the new year) and starting to deal with things.
I was warned when I had my son that I would have PPD and PTSD. Hearing those words hours after you’ve given birth hit hard. Not being able to see my son properly for nearly 24 hours was hard. Not holding him for four days was hard. Not to mention all the cords and tubes coming off of him.
When he finally came home (after 23 days in the NICU and special care) he was in oxygen and we had appointments every week. Everything is going so much better now, he’s been discharged from most of his specialists and he’s off of the oxygen.
But this is when it hit me. I’m not running around like crazy now. I’ve got time to sit and reflect and think back about everything. It’s like it all hit me at once. It got so bad that I wasn’t even able to stay home through the week while my fiancé was at work so we’ve been staying with my mum for nearly two months.
I was diagnosed with adjustment disorder due to birth trauma. There are signs of PTSD too but it was too soon to diagnose it.
This is not how I envisioned my life as a first time mum. It’s hard. Unbearable most days. But I have the sweetest, happiest most beautiful boy ever. Everything I do is for him.
Things are getting better to the point that I’m actually (finally) back at home today with just me and my son. So far so good. Wish me luck!
(This was really hard to write out. There was a lot more I wanted to say but just couldn’t. I’m gonna go cuddle my boy and watch Miss Rachel)