Usually, toward the end of the year, I like to post a "things I did this year" post, wherein a recap all the amazing (or not so amazing) things that happened, so that I can remember exactly how many awesome things one can do in a year, and to motivate me to do more awesome things in the coming year ( Read more... )

So, I guess you could say I was triggered. Not really, but my memory was, for sure. ( and it was sort of weird )

I'm going to be honest. Completely, unashamedly honest. When they told me, the doctors in Ann Arbor, when they told me I wouldn't be able to have children, I wept. I wept like a starving infant. I sought comfort in the arms of my friends and in half a tube of chocolate chunk cookie dough. I was mortified, petrified, angry, upset. I still feel that ( Read more... )