Lil man is snoring in his bouncy chair under one of his sister’s throw blankets. His chubby cheecks looking chubbier with the way his head is laying. He is so beautiful. Mini is asleep on the copy of Charlotte’s Web that my autistic brother got her when she was born. The twinkle lights that are wrapped around her headboard is making her glow different colors and she’s so beautiful. J is asleep next to me with his phone in his hand, a game still playing it’s incessant music… And I want to learn over and kiss him, kiss every freckle on his shoulders, just touch his skin… He’s beautiful. My loves are so beautiful and fill my heart with so much happiness and love, I wish I could do better for them, it sucks so much that I’m going to be staying in a small basement room with everyone now… But it’s only a couple of months… We have to find something better for us, I’m hoping that this door that’s been slammed in my face opens to something much better for my future. For now that’s what I’ll work on… And continue to live.
I'm not the same girl I was when I started this tumblr 4 years ago. I've gone through a lot of shit, but I think I like myself more. I'm more honest now, and even though I'm still going through shit, I think I'm stronger than I ever was before.
Still loving my kids, still loving my cats and my dog, still loving my younger boyfriend. Still all for equal rights, feminist, and still broke as hell.