I’m Not the Mom I Wanted to Be and That Is Okay

Different doesn’t mean worse.

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My son has requested that we cook at home for Thanksgiving this year. I’m pretty sure that is him taking pity on me. My boyfriend died last year in early November and later that month I dragged myself out for our Thanksgiving tradition of going to a local theme park. They were doing their Christmas stuff already and when the song All…

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Writer. Single mother to transgender son. Still grieving the death of my partner. Lifelong fighter of depression and anxiety. M.A. in Human Behavior.

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Heather Ashman

Heather Ashman

Writer. Single mother to transgender son. Still grieving the death of my partner. Lifelong fighter of depression and anxiety. M.A. in Human Behavior.

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