March 26, 2019

Book Review



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“She crawled up on my lap and whispered in her sweet voice, ‘I like hurting people, do you’ “?

                 Like usual, I picked this book out by the cover and didn’t read any of the description on the back, but it was listed as a thriller, so I jumped in. Christopher and Hannah have the perfect life, except for a child. Hannah has fertility issues, but they are currently in the processes of looking into adoption. Hannah is a nurse at a hospital where Chris is a surgeon.

                 One night, a toddler is found wandering the street, covered in blood, and is brought into the ER. Hannah is working that night, and when she gets home the next morning, she drops a hint to her husband that he should go look at the girl when he gets to work. I knew right away that Hannah and Chris would at least look into fostering the little girl. A couple days after the girl was admitted, they start to learn her story a little and find out that she is actually 6 years old and was severely abused, and malnourished. Chris formed a bond with the little girl, Janie, almost instantly. Chris desperately wanting Hannah to love the girl like he did, asked Hannah to come meet her one day. Janie did not take to Hannah like she had Chris, but after awhile warmed up enough to her, and they filed to become her foster parents while the cops searched for her birth mother.

                 Hannah and Chris had family time saved up that they planned to use when they adopted a baby, so they were both able to take time off to get Janie settled in. Janie had lots of therapy she had to go to so that was a big adjustment for them as well, but everything seemed to be going okay. Until Chris went back to work. Once Chris went back to work Janie started ignoring Hannah and pretending like she wasn’t even there. Janie would talk to strangers at the park, and would be so happy when Christopher came home, but wanted nothing to do with Hannah. When Chris and Hannah made an appointment with their therapist, she told them that b/c of the severe trauma Janie dealt with in her past at the hands of her mother, it isn’t a surprise that Janie doesn’t acknowledge Hannah, and had a  better bond with Christopher.
               
                This is where the book started to piss me off, and I mean really piss me off. Janie starts acting out but only when Chris is at work. When Chris returns home from work, Janie is a perfect angel so he doesn’t believe anything Hannah says about how bad Janie was during the day. There are all sorts of red flags to show that Janie is a devil child and Chris ignores every single one of them. He does nothing but defends Janie and thinks his wife is the one in the wrong. Sure, she isn’t always the victim, but there was plenty of evidence to show that Hannah wasn’t making this behavior up and instead of trying to believe his wife, he was convinced she was exaggerating.

               Perfect example of Chris siding with the demon child. Janie hid Hannah’s phone day b/c Hannah took something away of Janie’s. When Chris came home, Hannah told him he needed to tell Janie to give it back. Convinced that Janie didn’t take it and that Hannah misplaced it, he helped her look for it. He ended up finding it in Janie’s room under her bed. But where did he tell Hannah he found it?! Under the couch cushions….where Hannah had already looked, several times, so now she was convinced that she was even more crazy than she was. As someone who had her own battle with PPD this behavior infuriated me b/c this is how he was ALL THE TIME! Convinced Hannah that she was making things up, and that Janie was an angel. None of this helped with her PPD or insomnia that she had also developed since having the new baby that her and Chris were able to get pregnant with.
     
             I won’t give away the ending, but the last probably 100 pages or so make me so angry. I loved it, but I found myself cringing at the things Janie was doing to Hannah and yelling at the clueless husband who was taking the side of child that had only been in their home for a year, over his own wife and the safety of their biological child. Chris failed everyone, there were so many times he could have reported behavior or comments from Janie and didn’t. All the blood lost in this book falls on Chris’s shoulders.

          Some readers on Goodreads were angry b/c this plot line followed a couple other books, but I haven’t read those books, so I found the plot horrifying in the best way.  

March 4, 2019

Day 4



Day 4. Post Pictures of your Hometown

I love living here. I love how we get to experience all the seasons, and that we have beautiful places where we can see the mountains.









March Writing Prompts



A member in my blog group shared some March prompts! Some are really good, and since it is only the 4th, I am going to try and play catch up. Plus, I could use something fun after the last entry I posted....

She posted 3 different prompts, and I am going to take some from each b/c there are such good suggestions on all of them!


Day 2. How do you Refresh

This might seem silly, but I refresh either by playing my Sims4 game for a couple hours, or just binge watching TV. I don't have a whole lot of time to be lazy, so when I have a couple of free hours, it is SO nice to just wrap myself up in a blanket and either live my fantasy life on Sims4, or just watch crap TV. Once the weather gets nice again, I'll go outside more. Friday's are really light this semester and I am really looking forward to going to the park alone, or the river alone and just sitting.

Day 3. Twenty facts about Yourself
1. I love cats 2. I have a son who gets on my nerves everyday and is also my world 3. My favorite color is rainbow (yes, that can be a color) 4. I can drive a manual, and actually prefer it. 5. I can shoot a gun 6. I want to take kickboxing classes 7. I am an awesome mom (so my son says) 8. I miss playing the flute 9. A dachshund is my dream dog 10. I want to be an ultrasound tech 11. My *only* regret is not going to VT 12. I hate the outdoors except for the cooler months 13. I'm so very uncoordinated 14. I love to cook but hate to bake 15. I love my siblings more than I will ever admit to them 16. I want to buy a house with a gorgeous porch where my son can have a porch swing 17. I want to travel!!!! 18. I want to take horseback riding lessons 19. I am afraid of heights but LOVE roller coasters 20. I want to live in Rhode Island



NEDA Week

National eating disorder awareness (NEDA) week was last week. I thought all week about posting something about it, trying to be uplifting and positive, but I can't. I can't go on pintrest and search uplifting messages to share, or even worse- negative messages (which to me are beautiful motivational messages) to share. Going on pintrest and seeing eating disorder post, or memes or whatever, twists my stomach into knots. And that is how I know I am not okay. If I go on pintrest and see even one ED post I will fall into the black hole of relapsing. 


    It is so frustrating to be in such a good place mentally and still hate myself same days. Some days I can throw on a pair of expensive jeans and take pictures of myself in the mirror all day long, (seriously, this was 1 of 20 pictures I took, while at work 🤣), admiring my thick thighs and loving that I actually LOVE my "fuller" figure. 

Then there are days I come across pictures like this and am in love with how thin I look.I'm sure a part of this is the camera angle, but I can still admire it and think *this* is
beautiful. Those hip bones 😍😍

      I guess I can say that I am in a good enough place to know  that I need to eat. Mainly b/c now, thanks to me trying to be an advocate or whatever, too many people know and I feel like everyone is always watching me. But also, I know that with my work schedule, I would last barley a couple of days before I ended up in the hospital.



      I am sorry for this that read this expecting something informative, or uplifting, or whatever, but this is what I could write. I wanted to write something helpful, but the google images that came up were too triggering.

      A couple weeks ago I couldn't sleep. I sent my sister a text, knowing that she was also sleeping for work and wouldn't respond right away. It was a pretty raw text, a text of feelings I just needed to get out if I wanted any hope of sleeping for work. It wasn't long, but I woke up to her response 'I have never related to a single text more in my life'. And that was all I needed. I didn't know it is what I needed, but it was. I needed to feel validated, like I mattered, not to necessarily talk everything out all heart to heart. I'll be okay, she will be okay, and so will you.
          
           "Slay your demons Princess, then fix your crown"