Welcome

Welcome to my blog! I am so excited to share my creation and inner processing with you ❤   Where to start? Firstly, I have two blogs. Galaxy Girl is my main blog - with the most history and diverse rants. Topics include my experiences, processing and evolving thoughts on... my miscarriage grief and trying … Continue reading Welcome

I am under no obligation to make sense to you

Please don't get me wrong. I love that you are here. I am excited, and I invite you to witness and engage as you feel so drawn to do. But I am drawing the line at what is my responsibility, and what is yours. My intention This blog is about owning and honouring myself. Deeply and … Continue reading I am under no obligation to make sense to you

No, you are not entitled to my unborn child.

The background to this is so much mush. Part of it is from the latest round of family 'pregnancy reveals' and the subsequent requests/comments/etc. And the other part of it was when I read a forum about women not revealing their pregnancy till late, very late, and not at all - during the internal incubation … Continue reading No, you are not entitled to my unborn child.

Why I needed to both see and not-see that miscarriage on TV.

My husband and I have a regular Netflix and Hang-out date night thing going on. It sounds like the usual Netflix and Chill thing, without the need to be dressed up or groomed in any way. We regularly watch relatively un-offending series with great passion and dedication. It's our relationship's specialty. And as a result we look … Continue reading Why I needed to both see and not-see that miscarriage on TV.

My addiction with pimple picking.

So. Like. This is really personal. This is me being super vulnerable. And even on a secret-ish anonymous blog I am kind'a nervous about this. So... be nice guys *said in a high pitched squeak with an unconscious shoulder shrug* The other side to that is I want to share it. But - this feels … Continue reading My addiction with pimple picking.

Could you be just as disappointed in… you know… my abuser?!

*trying to write this a second time - because the words aren't coming out properly* My brother is getting married. Which is delightful. He has been with his girlfriend for probably almost 8 or 9 years now. They have always been together, and whenever I see them, it's together. She reminds me of a female … Continue reading Could you be just as disappointed in… you know… my abuser?!