Dear Diary, My sweet mom lived with chronic pain. She was diagnosed with MS in her 50s and with neuropathy shortly thereafter.
Dear Diary, I used to think that I didn’t have queer representation growing up. But when I really sift through my memories,
Sissy… about to pick a fight with that sketchy dog in the mirror. I say it to Sissy all the time: “You
Dear Diary, Today is Mother’s Day. People ask me how I’m feeling about it, how I’m doing in the wake of losing
