Munchkin: Do you roleplay outside of our games? (bear in mind, this was a very vanilla kid friendly online game where you apparently roleplay as different careers, i.e. police officer. Or, bandit.) Me: …. Not really. Her: Okay, we’re doing a romantic roleplay– Me: Internally raises eyebrow Her: –and you can look for a boyfriend …
If you cannot accept your child for who they are, that is your issue. Not some scapegoat of your choosing. Not your child’s. If you cannot accept them, they will find someone who will. If you make it clear you do not approve of their wants, their desires, their choices? Well, if it’s something small …
Ten years ago, my partner made me a promise. I am ever so close to collecting on that promise. Fortunately, I wasn’t ready before. No wasted time. I am now, and my life is coming together just in time. Almost like my kinky guardian angel is looking out for me (of course she is, she …
Our 13 yo does not trust women. Few men, either, but he doesn’t think about that so much. Perhaps it’s because he is a boy. Or perhaps it’s because the women he thought should protect him the most failed him the most. Even the strongest little boy may have a deep, inherent love of his …
Kitty’s rambling mind and rambling thoughts. Funny when words spill forth, and you can’t control where they take you or where they land. I hope you can follow this rather convoluted string of thoughts. It’s been so long. In over a decade, I have not seen one shred of evidence that their mother wants them. …
“I couldn’t love a motherless child.” So said Catelyn Stark about the boy she thought was her husband’s bastard. Games of Thrones is my new background noise. I wish she could have loved little Jon Snow. I don’t understand how you cannot love a child. Truth is, I instinctively want to protect all children, though …
This is for anyone to use as a template if they have trouble with how people talk to them about their trauma and abuse– and would rather stay silent than deal with second hand trauma from having poor reactions from people who are trying to help, or make it worse. We speak of victims and …
To my sorry abuser, I am sorry for you. There, I finally said it. You were always too proud to hear it. But God, it feels good to let that out! I wonder, did you know? Could you see that you had lost two of your children? That you were losing the third? If you …
Perhaps that is true. It is rather a sad reflection on humanity to think that it’s considered acceptable to take a gift, but never give back. But such is the way of life sometimes. For me, every time I take a gift, I am also taking on a small debt. Not tit for tat. But …
“a gift isn’t really a gift if you expect one in return.” Read More »
I believed them. I thought they knew better than myself, I was silly, stupid, and what did I know? I had no validation through credentials, awards, or any measurable success. …I saw them as smart, efficient, capable. I admired their strength, their knowledge. I suppose a bit too much, as it blinded me to their …
forgiveness, nostalgia, and the things I loved about my abusers Read More »