Stigma Fighters: Bittersweet Love

Bittersweet Love My daughter is not mine. I mean, she is, obviously, because she’s my daughter. Nothing can, or will, change that. Ever. But I don’t have her. I didn’t put it online publicly anywhere when I was pregnant, so no one knew. I was very quiet about it. I knew I wasn’t going to … Continue reading Stigma Fighters: Bittersweet Love