“why did you do that? Why? Why? Why? I’m going to thpank you!.. yeow! Ptew! Woosh!”
“no, I’m sorry, don’t thpank me!”
“I’m gonna thpank you! Yeow! Pew!”
That was my daughter’s playtime. Mommy dinosaur was spanking baby dinosaur. I sat down on the floor and sobbed.… READ THE REST
I can vividly remember sitting on my aunt’s couch, wallowing in a pint of ice cream with a side of pizza rolls, as I confessed to my cousin that I was suffering through a devastating breakup… AGAIN.
Multiple guys, multiple break-ups, but it always ended the same; tears and junk food.… READ THE REST
I’m just going to lay this out there: I have an anxiety and panic disorder. I’ve been plagued with severe anxiety and panic attacks for 12 years now due to multiple childhood traumas, and anyone reading this who has a similar struggle knows that this doesn’t mean I’m just kind of a nervous person.… READ THE REST