Discussion of news topics with a point of view, including narratives by individuals regarding their own experiences

As a newly licensed foster parent, I prepared myself for heartache and red tape. Despite that, as we waited for our first placement I was excited more than anything to be a mom.

When the day came and the reality didn’t match my understanding or expectations of motherhood, I struggled to come to terms with it. I felt ashamed to tell anyone that I was feeling anything less than total, overwhelming love for this small, disruptive addition to my life.

Society’s expectations of mothers are steep, and don’t allow for real conversations about what it means to be a parent. It’s a huge sacrifice of your lifestyle, and the expectation that we enjoy it even half of the time can be crushing, mentally and physically.

I used makeup as a shield. Here’s why — and how I learned to stop.

Leaving home with a bare face was terrifying at first

‘Endometriosis is so much worse than a bad period’

My 14-year journey with the illness, in comic form

Something terrifying happened to me. I miss the person I used to be before trauma.

I long for the old me, who used to laugh easily