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When you don’t have access to the people you love, you learn very quickly that words become your only proof of existence. Writing becomes more than expression—it becomes the place where truth waits patiently, in case someone comes looking for it later. I’m aware that some people will only ever know me through what I…
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You know—the time of year when the internet tells you to be grateful, drink cocoa, and pretend your life isn’t actively on fire. I didn’t even think about presents until a few days ago. Not because I don’t care. Because sometimes grief eats the part of your brain that plans joy. Then the sadness showed…
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So… plot twist: apparently I’ve been starring in a drama I didn’t sign up for. The setting? Courtroom land. The genre? Bad reality TV with legal stationery. Subject? I just want to see my kids without him breathing down my neck. Today’s highlight reel was brought to me via ex husband Stevie Poo’s formal court…
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Here’s the thing about Mom Monday: it’s supposed to be this wholesome Pinterest-core day where moms share crockpot recipes and Target hauls. Meanwhile, I’m over here living in a court-ordered parody of motherhood. Instead of soccer practice or bedtime stories, I get “7 p.m. Wednesday phone calls, monitored.” Like, I didn’t even know parenting came…
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The Ink Chapel 