Misty Kate
Bio
Stories and poems of figuring out who I am, motherhood at 20, anxiety/depression, and family and friends. I have three fathers, I'm engaged to high school sweetheart, with a wonderful son! This is my actual life and struggles I have faced.
Stories (9/0)
Things Unsaid
When I look back through the many phases of my adolescence I am most reminded of one girl; Kat Robin. Every few days Kat would cycle to another friend and demand their attention and affection. Lord have mercy on the person who didn’t show reciprocity. Per usual, she got her way at the cost of those around her whether she chose to acknowledge that or not. I wonder if Kat even knows the emotional damage she caused me the day she told me, “He could never like someone like you”. Some words will stick with you for life, even when you’d do anything to forget them. Yet, for every shadow cast, there is a source of light that begs to destroy darkness; “If you never try, you’ll never know”.
By Misty Kate6 years ago in Humans
A Mother's First Thought
There is something about an infant’s smile. That very first one, where the edges of their mouth can’t quite make the right shape. You know they are trying though; you can tell by the slight curve of their lips, and it is precious. You wonder why people over use “my pride and joy” when referring to their child, that is until you have children of your own. At that moment, you wonder how anyone could mistreat their own child. But you don’t wonder that in the way you did as a child, oh no. You wonder that as you do now, looking into the eyes of a little being that is half of you, and half of someone else.
By Misty Kate6 years ago in Families
