Single mom of a Teen, 2 cats, and a hyper pup. I drive a Prius. I have naturally curly hair. I am infatuated with food and saving money. I workout some too. I am blessed to have family nearby and believe family is important. You'll notice all types of topics get my attention. I am very random. If you have a suggestion for a post, message me and let me know. Checkout my Amazon storefront: https://affiliate-program.amazon.com/home/account/tag/manage?tracking_id=themainkatie-20
Friday, May 31, 2019
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Quarter Moon Challenge
The Quarter Moon Challenge at Full Moon Oyster Bar & Seafood Kitchen in Atlantic Beach.
I can't pass up a challenge so I had to do this.
It's $3 for each oyster and you have to do at least 4 to get a shirt but you get the awesome tie dye shirt for eating 6.
This is a raw oyster on top of a saltine cracker with a jalapeno horseradish, black pepper, and reaper sauce.
This challenge is definitely only for those with concrete stomachs. LOL
Saturday, May 18, 2019
Let’s not go backwards
I would never choose abortion for myself but I would never condemn someone who makes that tough decision for themself.
I’m blown away that people would say we need less government but stand behind banning and legislating a woman’s reproductive decisions. Make up your minds! More government or less!
I don’t like abortion but I don’t want history to repeat itself. Before abortion was legal girls and women would run clothes hangers inside them to end a pregnancy! Many times that did end the pregnancy but many times babies still came to term but with defects and many times the girl or woman hemorrhaged to death. It also wasn’t uncommon for a girl or woman to commit suicide instead of dealing with the consequences of an undesired pregnancy and an undesired child.
Life will never be perfect. We can never live in a utopia. Shit happens. Females are raped. People get drunk and wild. People are just careless. Life is messy.
I get limiting third trimester because at that point the baby can survive. But first trimester is safe for the girl or woman. It can be cheap (cheaper than the maternity clothes the woman will need if she continues the pregnancy and far cheaper than the healthcare needed during pregnancy).
There is already such an emotional toll during a pregnancy. Wanted and unwanted. There is an emotional toll with a loss of a baby whether via miscarriage, abortion, adoption, or other.
This shouldn’t even be an issue in 2019.
I have tried the past couple years to keep my political stances off of social media because of the drama it creates. I absolutely can’t stand quiet about going completely backwards on a situation that is primarily punitive on females.
Sunday, May 5, 2019
Surviving abuse: The After Mess
People watching the drama on my Facebook page and my friends’ after one fake account and then another is constantly harassing and attacking us and someone said it’s my fault because I gave my ex a sense that no matter what he did I would always give him another chance. I accept that. I bumped up his ego and expectations. Difference is then I always left some channel of communication open.
Not anymore. I even figured how to block him from emailing. Blocked everywhere I could block him.
Then the fake accounts started. Initially they targeted just me but a few fierce ladies jumped to my defense and subsequently became targets too.
Hopefully this mayhem ends soon.
Abusive relationships are the craziest thing that those who haven’t experienced never understand. They don’t start off or even soon become scary or alarming. They begin as an amazing, whirlwind love that takes you by storm and seems perfect. Until they are not and you feel hooked into believing you can improve this great love that has become a great nightmare.
The mistaken misconception to the victim is the constant memory of the amazing person they thought they fell in love with. There’s a hope that at some point the nightmare of a person you are suddenly dealing with can somehow be the original amazing person.
Life in an abusive relationship doesn’t have happy endings. There are happy moments. There are terrifying moments. The terrifying moments are usually followed with a “we shouldn’t have done that” or “we shouldn’t have acted like that.”
There are instigating situations where you finally react but it’s with an audience, either in person or via video or audio. They supposedly have some kind of evidence always to use against you so that you can lose your child, lose your home, lose your friends/family, etc.
You end up always wondering what will set them off next and when. You go from being confident and lively to constantly on edge. What if you get a text or a phone call from anyone at the wrong moment? What if over crisp the chicken? What if you just catch them while they are paranoid?
I terribly regret the time I wasted and lost while lost in that nightmare. I regret that my friends have become targets of personal attacks by someone hiding behind fake names on a computer. I regret I am hyper vigilant to the red flags I ignored previously.
I don’t regret coming public about my experience and the attacks. I have no plans to stop being critical of red flags ever again.
The happy ending from surviving abuse is the surviving and thriving afterwards. Without the people who became involved without choice, my friends, who have rebuilt my voice and well-being, I don’t know how I would be me now. Thank you! ❤️
Final note: many people don’t survive abusive relationships. Death via domestic violence and suicide to escape is very real and very prevalent. If you think someone is in a bad and potentially abusive relationship then be kind and helpful and offer assistance. Remind the person how worthy of better they are and how they are not themselves lately. You will not be able to immediately convince them that they need to escape and go “no contact.” It takes time. It then takes time to recover and heal from the thoughts that they got used to, scars and bruises to go away and get better, and adjust to being alone. Be supportive, kind, and uplifting to survivors please.
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