Katie Swift
It was easy to see that cigarettes would kill me until I was nic’n for a smoke. And to have a candy bar until I was afraid of food and the sickening compulsion to make myself throw it up later. It was so easy to talk about how people are overmedicated until it was me...
I think the hardest thing about life is death. And I believe in Jesus, I believe in heaven. I believe that someday I will see my Nanny and Papa again. Cousin Joe, Uncle Jack, Marquis, and all the people. And really I can’t imagine not seeing them again. I don’t think I have enough faith...
I remember spending the weekend in the mental ward at Miami Valley Hospital. I was suicidal. And really it wasn’t like I had plans to kill myself…I just didn’t want to live anymore. So my doctor asked if she could pray for me and than I was admitted. The walls were padded and none of the doors...
I think the hardest thing is that no matter what I do I can’t make my my children happy. I try everything to entertain them: parks, pools, swing sets, popsicles, toys, gumballs, play-dates, preschools, you name it. It doesn’t work. They fight and they whine and they cry mommy mommy mommy. And I have a headache....
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