Around this time last year, my world tilted upside down. My husband, the love of my life and anchor of my soul, was dying before my eyes. It started with gastrointestinal symptoms, headaches, fatigue. Doctors figured he had an ulcer. It was clear something was really serious on Father's Day 2016.
Mom of 2, wife and juggling life
Small town wife and mother of 2 who occasionally writes as a hobby but also maintains her career as a Laboratory Technologist
I'm on medication that works for me. I exercise and eat healthy. I check in with my doctor and family health team. I sleep regularly and experience no lingering symptoms. My support system of friends, family and neighbours are always there. I work full time. I have a spouse who loves me for better or worse. I parent two wonderful little tyrants, whom I love dearly.
10/05/2016 11:06 EDT
Almost ten years ago, at age 19, I landed myself in the local emergency room after swallowing an entire bottle of antidepressants. It wasn't an easy road to get there, and it hasn't been an easy road since.
09/27/2016 03:06 EDT
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