On the left side of the sanity bell curve
Monday felt like a week. After my “freak out” post–that’s what I’m going to start calling it–I did all this ugly crying crap for entirely too long to be considered healthy and woke up with my eyes so swollen I could hardly see. I was hot. Come to find out, my biological mother had messaged… Continue reading I Talked with My Birth Mother and Biological Brother
I need to preface this–very long–post with some background stuff. My mom gave me my adoption records a long time ago. I’ve gone through them several times. They were put in our lock box and forgotten. Yesterday, Tucker was going through paperwork and sat a stack of papers in front of me and told me… Continue reading My Life In Bullet Points
