I was scrolling through Facebook and something really made me mad. It was a video about postpartum support. There were both women and men saying that they were "whiney" and "selfish" and "narcissistic". How? Can someone actually explain why? They are being called these things because they are scared and don't feel like there is enough support for them to PROPERLY RAISE A HUMAN? people are mad...

Today was the funeral for one of the most impressive women that I've ever had the pleasure of meeting, let alone loving.The fact that I won't be able to see her again physically hurts at times. The fact that now i have all of these material things that are supposed to represent her is also painful.There was always the idea that we would have more time. There would alway be a tomorrow, But, it's...

I'm very much not okay.Someone who I would like to consider a friend of mine, died just over a week ago.She was honestly one of the most beautiful people I know and equally as nice.She was killed instantly in a car accident.I can't remember a time where she said anything bad about anyone. She's of the best people I know. Shes amazingly talented too. Shes an amazing singer, super good at sports,...

What inspires you?Oh man. That is a tough one. I'm not all that sure. It just kind of happens sometimes.My dad inspires me in real life though. He suddenly went blind a few years back and he's able to do a lot of stuff now like when he could see. He mows the lawn, goes to the store down the street, he can waterskii... He's kind of amazing.My lovely boy inspires me to be a better person all the...

First off, why are you doing this challenge and what do you hope to gain from it?Okay so. I'm doing this because. Well why not? I love mibba and I wish I was on it more. This gives me more of a reason to actually be on her and blog regularly. Even if it's only for a month. Maybe with these prompts, it'll get me into a routine of actually sitting down and thinking for a little while. A small...

Grief is a long time enemy of mine. It likes to show up just when things are becoming good. Five years ago, my father became very ill causing him to be left only a small part of his small intestine. Along with his problem with his stomach, he is a diabetic and his numbers were in the range of 800-1000. They were so high that they couldn’t read them in the ambulance. They gave him the night to...

Today was the second time my dad almost died.He is a type one diabetic. He needs to take insulin all the time. Lately, our family has been having financial problems.. I don't think that he has been taking insulin daily. Possibly because he hasn't had any. Two days ago he got sent home from work because he was too sick. Then the next day was the same story. Today, he just didn't even try to go in.I...

I don't know how to get down what I feel about prom down in the blog.I'm proud that we didn't let this string of huge set backs completely tank our whole experience.I'm proud that we danced for quite a large portion of the night and had a blast doing it.I'm ecstatic that we ended up having such a great prom and had so much fun.I'm a little sad that my only prom experience is over. We'll have...

Fuck you. Seriously. That is not cool. You find my fucking account and then you tell him about blogs? Are. You. Kidding. Me? That is so fucked up. Ugh. I'm not pissed he found out. I'm pissed because you violated some fucking mibba code. There has to be some code that says that you don't tell someone that a fellow mibbian has a blog about them. Especially one that is not exactly nice. So fuck you...

So, I need help from the great people of Mibba! I've been juggling tattoo ideas for about half a year now. It'll going to be legal for me to get tattoos without parental consent at the very end of this year. I just want to make sure that I want to actually get what I want.First.I wanna get the Blue Feather from Harvest Moon. For those of you who don't know exactly what a Blue Feather symbolizes, A...

But really though, every part of my body physically hurts.I just ended my playoff game for basketball. We lost the game.. But we didn't really lose. Not the way that I see it. We couldn't play any harder if we tried. So that's why I say that we didn't really lose. We worked together, we laughed, and we played one hell of a game. I mean.. We lost 23-12. But still. We didn't give up. We didn't have...