Every night before I go to sleep, I lay in my bed and pray. The first thing I pray for is my son; that he will have a good sleep, a good day, and that he’ll be happy, healthy, and safe.
I’ve never really, truly, been on my own before. And that scares the living shit out of me. While there is definitely a part of me that is looking forward to moving on and taking charge of my life, there is still another part of me that is absolutely terrified at the prospect.
From a very young age, I remember being subjected to the idea that I needed a man to “rescue me” and to “make me complete.” We are shown Disney movies in which the princess needs to be rescued, comedies where the leading lady is doing everything she can to nab a man, and movies in […]