Your story is yours. Your grief is yours. Your life is yours. Your pain is yours. Your joy is yours. Your past, present, and future is yours.
While some people can relate to pieces of you, only you knows you. No one else can see or feel the whole picture but you.
If someone were to ask me, “What is the toughest part of being a single parent?” I would reply with, “Loneliness.”
Even with my village of support. Even with my community, family, and the work I love. Even with all of that magic, I still struggle with loneliness.
UPDATE: I put this inexpensive black jumpsuit to work again at the 2019 Mom 2.0 Summit this year:
My brain consumed my thoughts with fear today. Fears of failure, insecurity, and unworthiness. Then a fear that I would never rid myself of these occasional thoughts of FEAR. You know how that spiral goes.
Fear is a big, big liar.
“Tell her a story
Tell her the honest truth
You treat her better
Make sure to see it through
Don’t be just everything she wants
Be everything she needs
When she says she loves you
Tell her you love her too