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Looking Up

I knocked some shit out today and I am so proud of myself. My TANF hours are over what they need to be, I got that Affidavit turned in, finished a workshop, and got my information to the weekend wilderness retreat. I really hope I hear back soon, I really want to go. PMDD seems to officially be dormant again for now and the red devil showed it’s face. We’re on our way back to normal! My ID finally came in meaning I get to cash that check finally! I’m feeling so much better and less like the roof is caving in on me.

There is still a lot to do and a long road ahead of me, but I am getting more of the laundry list knocked out day by day and my plate instantly got more empty yesterday when the asshole ex decided he is no longer trying for custody of my youngest. He didn’t have a chance anyway, the baby is not his. Que Maury “The test determined that you are NOT the father.” I think the new lawyer made him come to his senses, I don’t really care what it was, I’m just happy he made my life less difficult. Which good, he’s the one who made it more complicated in the first place.

I’m proud of myself for fighting back. I didn’t roll over and take it, I showed teeth and he backed down. Now I just have to deal with the divorce, find a job, childcare, and get a job. Oh you know, the things I was having to do even before this all started. I’m getting there though, my bills are paid, kids are taken care of, the basic needs are all met. I’m doing what I can and I will continue to push forward. I’ll make it, I just have to keep pushing forward, as I have been doing.

Side note, I threw on Swoop in the background while tying this up, it’s the newest video on her channel and worth the wait. I love her work. I was watching a lot of it when the arrest happened and she still brings me comfort. Petty University graduate here, I have the sweater to prove it. One of my favorites, and the most comfortable I own thus far. Her nuanced views on the hard topics she covers are my favorite, I definitely have some of my own.

Remember, you aren’t alone and if you’re dealing with hardships, as most of us are, you will make it through this too. Just keep fighting, don’t be afraid to ask for help, rely on your support system. If you’re alone, reach out to me, you’re no longer alone. I’ve been there, I know it’s difficult. As Dory says, “Just keep swimming”.

Photo Credit to Allison Cole


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Welcome to my version of a support group. An anonymous blog about surviving anything wild your life throws at you. This blog is a combination of commentary about women in media, how they relate to real women today, and a memoir of my healing journey after a major life altering event, finding out I’m being cyber stalked, and getting hit with everything and anything a person can be attacked with. I use media and dark humor to help me cope and I love having discussions especially nerdy media debates.

I’m a newly single mom in my 30s, sultry and salty, I have two children and the mouth of a quick witted sailor. What can I say we use fuck like a comma in this house. My story is filled with trauma, pain, what sounds like a grim dark thriller side plot, and funny enough resilience, beauty, love. So what was my solution to the suffering? Create an anonymous blog to share my story and keep my identity secret from my stalker as long as possible.

I want this to be a safe place for the unsafe; the neurodivergent, victims of abuse, sex trafficking, painfully introverted people, those who did their time for their crimes and are still treated like trash, the wrongfully accused with life in prison, innocent with no one believing them and their days of freedom long gone.

That being said, I will be flinging satire and dark humor at you like the abuse my ex so wonderfully shoved down my throat. When you live like I have, the darkness becomes armor the humor an addiction you can’t ween off of, it becomes your coping skill and I don’t know about you, I love it.

This memoir meets commentary is going to be going into some of the media I love the most, the things that feel like they are coming true right now, that I relate to most as a woman on the edge. I think most of the women in child bearing age range can see how the Handmaid’s Tale is becoming a patriarchal wet dream turned reality nightmare with Fascism on the rise.

So I am here, offering a hand to those drowning, feeling alone, saying Welcome to my Freakshow, all are welcome here, as long as we can be respectful of others, no hate speech, no bullying, no soliciting. Feel free to stay anonymous or shout your name from the rooftops. Abusers will be immediately banned, I don’t tolerate that behavior, don’t ruin it for others.

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