STOP THE VOICES IN MY HEAD WONT SHUT UP. They won’t shut up I CANT think I can’t breathe!! Why why why so many people have it worse I’m just a little shithead in middle school.

Hi there. My story begins here, when my parents first divorced. My parents started drifting apart when my Nana died. My father was abusive. He was screaming at my mom for hours for not doing something correctly, up to his standards. he called her worthless, pathetic, and a terrible mother. Our house had always sparkled. It was always clean. He never did anything around the house. He just came home and yelled and fought. My mom, had finally divorced him, after years of fighting. She moved out. Then… my father began abusing me. He hated me for siding with my mom. He said I was too much like her. He thought my mom “brainwashed” me to hate him, despite me watching him try to kill her. Surprisingly, the thing that stung the most about all of this, is that my dad and me used to be incredibly incredibly close. I was his first daughter, and his only one. But he lost me after seeing what he did to my mom. This is all I can tell you here. Read below.

In a few days it'll be six months exactly since my mother's untimely death. I wrote some of my thoughts on the faith and resilience I learned from her.

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The newborn stage.... is it really just a stage? Will they grow out of it or am i going to lose my mind?

Extreme unsobriety thoughts in a nutshell. For realt. Very random morning thoughts in a relatable freestyle way.

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I learned that as a community, we must always give back. My father's words were right: "Follow your dreams, don't let anyone tell you how to live your life."

A special needs parent must read from another special needs parent. Even if you aren’t A special needs parent it’s still A great read.

Nobody talks about it. You have started your family. You have grown your family. You have finished your family...but your heart is never done. Praying that "because I had a thought" pregnancy test is negative but broken when it is...

“Just Another Day at the Kuelper House” captures a lively morning of family chaos. Alyne’s energetic mischief includes swinging the cat, stealing her sister Hattie’s last cracker, and rejecting tea over a minor etiquette slip. Amid playful sibling drama and parenting challenges, the household buzzes with unpredictable antics. Despite the mess, the narrator finds joy in these moments, celebrating the unique, loving chaos that makes their home feel alive and special.

When will I ever be good enough for anybody? For my friends, for my family? But mostly for myself. When will I ever say or do the “right” thing?

Grieving is hard. Especially when that person meant the entire world to you. You are not alone. When you are feeling down or feeling sad, this is a good place to be. The goal of this is to help your grieving process. I am going through the grieving process. Let's go through it together.

Trigger warning!! This story is about eating disorders and struggles with body image. Talking about the struggles of thoughts and actions.

This is a short story about brutal and agonizing loss. It shows the ups and downs of loosing someone so close and important to you, creating bonds between your family and having to grieve for the rest of your life.

Dear Abigail, It is difficult for me to put into words what it meant to have you, my oldest niece, and your grandmother present when your cousin’s two-year old inadvertently knighted me with the vacuum cleaner attachment. I’m striving to remain humble in the face of the daunting responsibility associated with becoming the first “Earl of Hoovers”.

In the quiet corners of a once-bustling oak table, a young mind finds more than just a place to eat; it becomes a classroom, a launching pad, and a mirror of growth. From decoding chemical equations to guiding a younger sibling through multiplication, each seat tells a different chapter of transformation. What began as a dining room centerpiece evolves into a silent witness of ambition, mentorship, and resilience. Want to know how one table can carry the weight of a family’s dreams? Pull up a chair, there’s a story waiting to be shared.

Parenthood is a journey like no other, and no amount of preparation can truly equip you for it. There’s always that nagging thought in the back of my mind: how can I protect my little ones from the countless challenges the world throws their way? It’s a whirlwind of emotions, with a constant stream of thoughts racing through my head. I’d heard countless stories from other parents about the infamous “Terrible Twos,” but nothing could have prepared me for the reality of this stage. Each day brings new surprises and lessons, making this experience both challenging and incredibly rewarding.

Gwendolyn is embroiled in a bitter battle with the pug next door. I believe she blames him for the hole in the front yard. The neighbors have done their best to back my explanation that the hole is the responsibility of the German Shepard down the street, but she isn’t having any of it.

First, to newscasters who report “The car, It swerved to miss the cat and wound up in the neighbor’s living room”, or “The Governor, She signed the bill, but used invisible ink”; Stop it.