Momologues

I had an abortion after my divorce. I slept with just about anyone I could because I felt empty. My daughter was gone to her dads most...

Driving through Utah on our way to Zion National Park, I keep checking my phone, looking for some bars. I can’t believe that our fate is...

We have a funny saying in our home: ‘hear you, hearing you.’ It’s the not-subtle reminder that your children will take on, and repeat,...

Trigger Warning: This story contains subject matter relating to suicide. It was a cool November morning. I was cleaning up the kitchen...

There is nothing like being a mother. Our stories are unique, and should be honored as such. If we don’t, many vulnerable women will feel...

I don’t usually talk about my pregnancy, birthing story, or the first two years of my son’s life. I stick to more upbeat topics. I was...

Trigger Warning: This story contains subject matter relating to miscarriage. Pure exhaustion, beyond any flu; vulnerability that can’t be...

Trigger Warning: This story contains subject matter relating to death. Something felt wrong. I went to the bathroom and knew something...

Trigger Warning: This story contains subject matter relating to suicide. I work in the deli at Hannaford. I am in the chicken room...