A year ago today (well, yesterday now cause I accidentally deleted this whole damn thing and had to start all over again- 👋🏼 it’s me), I woke up from my first excision surgery for Endometriosis. They removed 27 endometrial masses (cysts etc) along with my appendix which was destroyed by it. My external scars have healed quite nicely (thank you docs), but the devastating truth is, my journey is only beginning again. I wish I could say I was cured. There is no cure. And after a few months of relief I had never even dreamed of (and having pain free, actually “normal”-ish periods for the first time in my life), my flare ups have come back with a vengeance. Constant and relentless. So, after waiting 25 long years for a proper diagnosis and any sort of treatment, I begin again. This is endometriosis. At least this time, I finally know what I am dealing with. For the most part. And I am sooooo not alone in this, which is why… I thought what better day than today to honor this journey by announcing that I am starting a podcast. I know, 🙄. I certainly never thought I would be the one to join the podcast club, but… We need exposure, awareness, research, and allies to help the people born with uterus’ who suffer this monstrous disease get the help they so desperately deserve. We need an army. I have a responsibility to help build that army in any way I can. So, I present to you: @thatEndoPod – where I will share the unique and necessary stories of #endowarriors as well as interview experts in the field. We need each other. Episode one, where I will share my own story in full detail for the first time, will be released a month from today, June 27th 2023. Until then, be as well as you can be…and keep fighting. With all my love- a #1. today #2. a year ago tomorrow #3. a year ago tomorrow #4. a year ago today #5. art by yours truly, from the notes app, cause I’m fancy like that
A year ago today (well, yesterday now cause I accidentally deleted this whole damn thing and had to start all over again- 👋🏼 it’s me), I woke up from my first excision surgery for Endometriosis. They removed 27 endometrial masses (cysts etc) along with my appendix which was destroyed by it. My external scars have healed quite nicely (thank you docs), but the devastating truth is, my journey is only beginning again. I wish I could say I was cured. There is no cure. And after a few months of relief I had never even dreamed of (and having pain free, actually “normal”-ish periods for the first time in my life), my flare ups have come back with a vengeance. Constant and relentless. So, after waiting 25 long years for a proper diagnosis and any sort of treatment, I begin again. This is endometriosis. At least this time, I finally know what I am dealing with. For the most part. And I am sooooo not alone in this, which is why… I thought what better day than today to honor this journey by announcing that I am starting a podcast. I know, 🙄. I certainly never thought I would be the one to join the podcast club, but… We need exposure, awareness, research, and allies to help the people born with uterus’ who suffer this monstrous disease get the help they so desperately deserve. We need an army. I have a responsibility to help build that army in any way I can. So, I present to you: @thatEndoPod – where I will share the unique and necessary stories of #endowarriors as well as interview experts in the field. We need each other. Episode one, where I will share my own story in full detail for the first time, will be released a month from today, June 27th 2023. Until then, be as well as you can be…and keep fighting. With all my love- a #1. today #2. a year ago tomorrow #3. a year ago tomorrow #4. a year ago today #5. art by yours truly, from the notes app, cause I’m fancy like that
A year ago today (well, yesterday now cause I accidentally deleted this whole damn thing and had to start all over again- 👋🏼 it’s me), I woke up from my first excision surgery for Endometriosis. They removed 27 endometrial masses (cysts etc) along with my appendix which was destroyed by it. My external scars have healed quite nicely (thank you docs), but the devastating truth is, my journey is only beginning again. I wish I could say I was cured. There is no cure. And after a few months of relief I had never even dreamed of (and having pain free, actually “normal”-ish periods for the first time in my life), my flare ups have come back with a vengeance. Constant and relentless. So, after waiting 25 long years for a proper diagnosis and any sort of treatment, I begin again. This is endometriosis. At least this time, I finally know what I am dealing with. For the most part. And I am sooooo not alone in this, which is why… I thought what better day than today to honor this journey by announcing that I am starting a podcast. I know, 🙄. I certainly never thought I would be the one to join the podcast club, but… We need exposure, awareness, research, and allies to help the people born with uterus’ who suffer this monstrous disease get the help they so desperately deserve. We need an army. I have a responsibility to help build that army in any way I can. So, I present to you: @thatEndoPod – where I will share the unique and necessary stories of #endowarriors as well as interview experts in the field. We need each other. Episode one, where I will share my own story in full detail for the first time, will be released a month from today, June 27th 2023. Until then, be as well as you can be…and keep fighting. With all my love- a #1. today #2. a year ago tomorrow #3. a year ago tomorrow #4. a year ago today #5. art by yours truly, from the notes app, cause I’m fancy like that
A year ago today (well, yesterday now cause I accidentally deleted this whole damn thing and had to start all over again- 👋🏼 it’s me), I woke up from my first excision surgery for Endometriosis. They removed 27 endometrial masses (cysts etc) along with my appendix which was destroyed by it. My external scars have healed quite nicely (thank you docs), but the devastating truth is, my journey is only beginning again. I wish I could say I was cured. There is no cure. And after a few months of relief I had never even dreamed of (and having pain free, actually “normal”-ish periods for the first time in my life), my flare ups have come back with a vengeance. Constant and relentless. So, after waiting 25 long years for a proper diagnosis and any sort of treatment, I begin again. This is endometriosis. At least this time, I finally know what I am dealing with. For the most part. And I am sooooo not alone in this, which is why… I thought what better day than today to honor this journey by announcing that I am starting a podcast. I know, 🙄. I certainly never thought I would be the one to join the podcast club, but… We need exposure, awareness, research, and allies to help the people born with uterus’ who suffer this monstrous disease get the help they so desperately deserve. We need an army. I have a responsibility to help build that army in any way I can. So, I present to you: @thatEndoPod – where I will share the unique and necessary stories of #endowarriors as well as interview experts in the field. We need each other. Episode one, where I will share my own story in full detail for the first time, will be released a month from today, June 27th 2023. Until then, be as well as you can be…and keep fighting. With all my love- a #1. today #2. a year ago tomorrow #3. a year ago tomorrow #4. a year ago today #5. art by yours truly, from the notes app, cause I’m fancy like that
A year ago today (well, yesterday now cause I accidentally deleted this whole damn thing and had to start all over again- 👋🏼 it’s me), I woke up from my first excision surgery for Endometriosis. They removed 27 endometrial masses (cysts etc) along with my appendix which was destroyed by it. My external scars have healed quite nicely (thank you docs), but the devastating truth is, my journey is only beginning again. I wish I could say I was cured. There is no cure. And after a few months of relief I had never even dreamed of (and having pain free, actually “normal”-ish periods for the first time in my life), my flare ups have come back with a vengeance. Constant and relentless. So, after waiting 25 long years for a proper diagnosis and any sort of treatment, I begin again. This is endometriosis. At least this time, I finally know what I am dealing with. For the most part. And I am sooooo not alone in this, which is why… I thought what better day than today to honor this journey by announcing that I am starting a podcast. I know, 🙄. I certainly never thought I would be the one to join the podcast club, but… We need exposure, awareness, research, and allies to help the people born with uterus’ who suffer this monstrous disease get the help they so desperately deserve. We need an army. I have a responsibility to help build that army in any way I can. So, I present to you: @thatEndoPod – where I will share the unique and necessary stories of #endowarriors as well as interview experts in the field. We need each other. Episode one, where I will share my own story in full detail for the first time, will be released a month from today, June 27th 2023. Until then, be as well as you can be…and keep fighting. With all my love- a #1. today #2. a year ago tomorrow #3. a year ago tomorrow #4. a year ago today #5. art by yours truly, from the notes app, cause I’m fancy like that
today was one of the most difficult mothering days I’ve ever had. timing is a bitch sometimes, what can I say? I won’t go into details and I am not writing this for your sympathy (tho thank you all for always being so kind to me)- i am only posting because I think it’s important as mothers, or even just humans, to acknowledge the hard days- especially when they are supposed to be ‘special’. and not to just say “it’s ok”. sometimes it is and sometimes it really isn’t. there were moments today where I was my worst self, and moments where I was my best. sometimes it just IS. and then we are hopefully fortunate enough to wake up another day and give it another go. so at the end of this Mother’s Day, if you are reading this, I hope you also remember to acknowledge the ‘just is’ parts of life. cause sometimes it’s all we got. but most importantly I wanted to say that despite whatever kind of day it is, no matter what, being your mama, Hayes Blue, is the greatest joy I will ever know…and as I say to you every single night, every day is worth living just because of your existence… oh. and photo #9 is just to say showering is overrated. shout out to all the filthily stinky gorgeous moms out there. you do you. though a shower would be nice…am I right? lol 🤷🏼♀️ all the 🖤 (only a few of these photos are from today, most are from other easier days that I’m posting in the name of balance) 😉
today was one of the most difficult mothering days I’ve ever had. timing is a bitch sometimes, what can I say? I won’t go into details and I am not writing this for your sympathy (tho thank you all for always being so kind to me)- i am only posting because I think it’s important as mothers, or even just humans, to acknowledge the hard days- especially when they are supposed to be ‘special’. and not to just say “it’s ok”. sometimes it is and sometimes it really isn’t. there were moments today where I was my worst self, and moments where I was my best. sometimes it just IS. and then we are hopefully fortunate enough to wake up another day and give it another go. so at the end of this Mother’s Day, if you are reading this, I hope you also remember to acknowledge the ‘just is’ parts of life. cause sometimes it’s all we got. but most importantly I wanted to say that despite whatever kind of day it is, no matter what, being your mama, Hayes Blue, is the greatest joy I will ever know…and as I say to you every single night, every day is worth living just because of your existence… oh. and photo #9 is just to say showering is overrated. shout out to all the filthily stinky gorgeous moms out there. you do you. though a shower would be nice…am I right? lol 🤷🏼♀️ all the 🖤 (only a few of these photos are from today, most are from other easier days that I’m posting in the name of balance) 😉
today was one of the most difficult mothering days I’ve ever had. timing is a bitch sometimes, what can I say? I won’t go into details and I am not writing this for your sympathy (tho thank you all for always being so kind to me)- i am only posting because I think it’s important as mothers, or even just humans, to acknowledge the hard days- especially when they are supposed to be ‘special’. and not to just say “it’s ok”. sometimes it is and sometimes it really isn’t. there were moments today where I was my worst self, and moments where I was my best. sometimes it just IS. and then we are hopefully fortunate enough to wake up another day and give it another go. so at the end of this Mother’s Day, if you are reading this, I hope you also remember to acknowledge the ‘just is’ parts of life. cause sometimes it’s all we got. but most importantly I wanted to say that despite whatever kind of day it is, no matter what, being your mama, Hayes Blue, is the greatest joy I will ever know…and as I say to you every single night, every day is worth living just because of your existence… oh. and photo #9 is just to say showering is overrated. shout out to all the filthily stinky gorgeous moms out there. you do you. though a shower would be nice…am I right? lol 🤷🏼♀️ all the 🖤 (only a few of these photos are from today, most are from other easier days that I’m posting in the name of balance) 😉
today was one of the most difficult mothering days I’ve ever had. timing is a bitch sometimes, what can I say? I won’t go into details and I am not writing this for your sympathy (tho thank you all for always being so kind to me)- i am only posting because I think it’s important as mothers, or even just humans, to acknowledge the hard days- especially when they are supposed to be ‘special’. and not to just say “it’s ok”. sometimes it is and sometimes it really isn’t. there were moments today where I was my worst self, and moments where I was my best. sometimes it just IS. and then we are hopefully fortunate enough to wake up another day and give it another go. so at the end of this Mother’s Day, if you are reading this, I hope you also remember to acknowledge the ‘just is’ parts of life. cause sometimes it’s all we got. but most importantly I wanted to say that despite whatever kind of day it is, no matter what, being your mama, Hayes Blue, is the greatest joy I will ever know…and as I say to you every single night, every day is worth living just because of your existence… oh. and photo #9 is just to say showering is overrated. shout out to all the filthily stinky gorgeous moms out there. you do you. though a shower would be nice…am I right? lol 🤷🏼♀️ all the 🖤 (only a few of these photos are from today, most are from other easier days that I’m posting in the name of balance) 😉
today was one of the most difficult mothering days I’ve ever had. timing is a bitch sometimes, what can I say? I won’t go into details and I am not writing this for your sympathy (tho thank you all for always being so kind to me)- i am only posting because I think it’s important as mothers, or even just humans, to acknowledge the hard days- especially when they are supposed to be ‘special’. and not to just say “it’s ok”. sometimes it is and sometimes it really isn’t. there were moments today where I was my worst self, and moments where I was my best. sometimes it just IS. and then we are hopefully fortunate enough to wake up another day and give it another go. so at the end of this Mother’s Day, if you are reading this, I hope you also remember to acknowledge the ‘just is’ parts of life. cause sometimes it’s all we got. but most importantly I wanted to say that despite whatever kind of day it is, no matter what, being your mama, Hayes Blue, is the greatest joy I will ever know…and as I say to you every single night, every day is worth living just because of your existence… oh. and photo #9 is just to say showering is overrated. shout out to all the filthily stinky gorgeous moms out there. you do you. though a shower would be nice…am I right? lol 🤷🏼♀️ all the 🖤 (only a few of these photos are from today, most are from other easier days that I’m posting in the name of balance) 😉
today was one of the most difficult mothering days I’ve ever had. timing is a bitch sometimes, what can I say? I won’t go into details and I am not writing this for your sympathy (tho thank you all for always being so kind to me)- i am only posting because I think it’s important as mothers, or even just humans, to acknowledge the hard days- especially when they are supposed to be ‘special’. and not to just say “it’s ok”. sometimes it is and sometimes it really isn’t. there were moments today where I was my worst self, and moments where I was my best. sometimes it just IS. and then we are hopefully fortunate enough to wake up another day and give it another go. so at the end of this Mother’s Day, if you are reading this, I hope you also remember to acknowledge the ‘just is’ parts of life. cause sometimes it’s all we got. but most importantly I wanted to say that despite whatever kind of day it is, no matter what, being your mama, Hayes Blue, is the greatest joy I will ever know…and as I say to you every single night, every day is worth living just because of your existence… oh. and photo #9 is just to say showering is overrated. shout out to all the filthily stinky gorgeous moms out there. you do you. though a shower would be nice…am I right? lol 🤷🏼♀️ all the 🖤 (only a few of these photos are from today, most are from other easier days that I’m posting in the name of balance) 😉
today was one of the most difficult mothering days I’ve ever had. timing is a bitch sometimes, what can I say? I won’t go into details and I am not writing this for your sympathy (tho thank you all for always being so kind to me)- i am only posting because I think it’s important as mothers, or even just humans, to acknowledge the hard days- especially when they are supposed to be ‘special’. and not to just say “it’s ok”. sometimes it is and sometimes it really isn’t. there were moments today where I was my worst self, and moments where I was my best. sometimes it just IS. and then we are hopefully fortunate enough to wake up another day and give it another go. so at the end of this Mother’s Day, if you are reading this, I hope you also remember to acknowledge the ‘just is’ parts of life. cause sometimes it’s all we got. but most importantly I wanted to say that despite whatever kind of day it is, no matter what, being your mama, Hayes Blue, is the greatest joy I will ever know…and as I say to you every single night, every day is worth living just because of your existence… oh. and photo #9 is just to say showering is overrated. shout out to all the filthily stinky gorgeous moms out there. you do you. though a shower would be nice…am I right? lol 🤷🏼♀️ all the 🖤 (only a few of these photos are from today, most are from other easier days that I’m posting in the name of balance) 😉
today was one of the most difficult mothering days I’ve ever had. timing is a bitch sometimes, what can I say? I won’t go into details and I am not writing this for your sympathy (tho thank you all for always being so kind to me)- i am only posting because I think it’s important as mothers, or even just humans, to acknowledge the hard days- especially when they are supposed to be ‘special’. and not to just say “it’s ok”. sometimes it is and sometimes it really isn’t. there were moments today where I was my worst self, and moments where I was my best. sometimes it just IS. and then we are hopefully fortunate enough to wake up another day and give it another go. so at the end of this Mother’s Day, if you are reading this, I hope you also remember to acknowledge the ‘just is’ parts of life. cause sometimes it’s all we got. but most importantly I wanted to say that despite whatever kind of day it is, no matter what, being your mama, Hayes Blue, is the greatest joy I will ever know…and as I say to you every single night, every day is worth living just because of your existence… oh. and photo #9 is just to say showering is overrated. shout out to all the filthily stinky gorgeous moms out there. you do you. though a shower would be nice…am I right? lol 🤷🏼♀️ all the 🖤 (only a few of these photos are from today, most are from other easier days that I’m posting in the name of balance) 😉
today was one of the most difficult mothering days I’ve ever had. timing is a bitch sometimes, what can I say? I won’t go into details and I am not writing this for your sympathy (tho thank you all for always being so kind to me)- i am only posting because I think it’s important as mothers, or even just humans, to acknowledge the hard days- especially when they are supposed to be ‘special’. and not to just say “it’s ok”. sometimes it is and sometimes it really isn’t. there were moments today where I was my worst self, and moments where I was my best. sometimes it just IS. and then we are hopefully fortunate enough to wake up another day and give it another go. so at the end of this Mother’s Day, if you are reading this, I hope you also remember to acknowledge the ‘just is’ parts of life. cause sometimes it’s all we got. but most importantly I wanted to say that despite whatever kind of day it is, no matter what, being your mama, Hayes Blue, is the greatest joy I will ever know…and as I say to you every single night, every day is worth living just because of your existence… oh. and photo #9 is just to say showering is overrated. shout out to all the filthily stinky gorgeous moms out there. you do you. though a shower would be nice…am I right? lol 🤷🏼♀️ all the 🖤 (only a few of these photos are from today, most are from other easier days that I’m posting in the name of balance) 😉
…and just in case anyone needed a reminder of just how fun Badison was, I bring to you a sprinkle of highlights in the form of gif’s…thank you interweb… @oitnb FOREVER!
Happy 10 years @oitnb. Being a small part of this epic cultural phenomenon was not only a literal dream come true, but one of the greatest joys of my life. Playing alongside those actors and crew members was one of the greatest honor’s of my career. I miss it everyday. Eternal gratitude to @ijnej @jennifer_euston_casting for trusting me to play one of the most despicable and fun characters to have ever been written. Love her, hate her, love to hate her…I sure as hell fACKin miss her. And thank you to all of the other players, I will forever be in awe of your work grace, and grateful for welcoming little ole me into your priceless family. C-block forever. Orange forever. What a gift. I’ll cherish it always.
Bear with me as I attempt to properly thank you all for your support and enthusiasm and vulnerability (!) as I venture into this new scary, albeit necessary, land of the podcast. Let’s do this. @thatendopod
the difference 30 seconds can make… EDIT for clarification: in the first pic my son is choking me and in the second pic he’s giving me the sweetest hug. #motherhood
the difference 30 seconds can make… EDIT for clarification: in the first pic my son is choking me and in the second pic he’s giving me the sweetest hug. #motherhood
Liar liar pants on 🔥New Launch Date! July 27th! New trailer! Tomorrow! Sorry I’m yelling I’m excited @thatendopod
so my timeline was a little…off. 🤪 but here it is! the teaser trailer for @thatEndoPod! finalllyyyyy…now I just gotta get the first couple episodes ready 😉 i’m getting butterflies ya’ll, I think this is gonna be real cool. please subscribe and like and share with anyone you might think would be interested and all the things! LINKS. IN. BIO. Boom. (and more to come) 🫶🏼🤍🫶🏼
…maybe the weirdest @sagaftra ( @wgaeast @wgawest) solidarity post you’ll come across? Lmao- I will speak on all that soon. Just a quick update as to why I haven’t been able to just yet… #sagaftrastrong #holdontoyourlittleones #endosucks
goes without saying, but just in case. #pencilsdown #wgastrong