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About Me

I'm Robin and I was convinced I was dead for nearly a week, and then I thought I was a ghost for another week after that. My body seemed to not be the source of the problem, and my whole family of origin has been ashamed of mental illness and abuse my whole life so nobody saw the meltdown that was coming for what it was.

Some people found me in the darkness and protected my body and my children so I could heal. Others said, "Ain't none of that you," and sent the goons for me. 

One of the lingering problems from the burnout is a loss of language. I lost my words almost completely for days and then it was like I had to learn how to talk all over again. Writing used to be my profession, then it saved my life and my children. Now I need somewhere to practice my words again so my kids know how to keep themselves safe, and lord knows everyone in this house has had enough of my fun but persistent babbling word machine spells.

So, here we are. 

I don't plan on promoting this blog, but I'm not hiding it either. I didn't ask for this and I'm not ashamed of myself or my kids. Take what you need, leave the rest, and leave me alone ❤️

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