Tag: workingmomma247
-
Fighting My Inner Demons
Guest post by Jean at Working Momma 24 / 7 As I close my eyes at night; all the fears, anxiety, and pain, feed themselves into an emotional hurricane. Sleep then becomes no more and hurt and anger take over. I hate myself for who I am sometimes. This person who freaks out over stupid…
-
I'm back, and my right eye is slightly shorter now.
Seriously. No joke. The smell of eyeball is foul. And the Valium they gave me ahead of time? Lame. Nothing. It didn’t “take the edge off,” I’ve just been unable to stop yawning for the past 5 hours. And lying in the surgi-recliner waiting for someone who you know is going to blast your eye…