My Perfect Breakdown


When I look in the mirror I no longer see the girl I once did. Upon first glance, I still see the same basic features.  My eyes, they are still greenish.  My hair is still brown.  My glasses still sit squarely on my nose. But as I age, I am now realizing the reflection looking back at me is different. It’s no longer an innocent face.  Instead, it’s that of a women… Read More

I try really hard not to blame myself for the fact that we cannot have a biological child.  I know my body is the cause, this is a fact.  But I also know that it’s not my choice, as in this isn’t something I chose to do.  Nor is it something I have the ability to control.  And yet regardless of this we know, without a doubt, that it is my body… Read More