psychology – Annie

byanniemd007
May 31,23
50th Birthday, Coming of Age, Friendship, Girl Power, Middle Age Woman, Middle Aged Women, Road Trip

La Vida Loca 🖤

My girls. We have been living la vida loca for 35 years. The photo above was taken in 1999 at my Bachelorette Weekend in Rosarito Beach, Mexico. We drove across the border from LA. Caravanning in like 4 separate cars. They tried to surprise me with the location and Nadia…

byanniemd007
May 07,23
Anti-Obesity Medication, before and after, childhood trauma, Empty Nest, Girl Power, Grief, Middle Age Woman, Mommy Makeover, Motherhood, Obesity, Obesity Medication, Self-love, Social Media, Treatment of Obesity, Writer

Fly Girl

I’m all in my feels today. Let me count the ways: 1. I went back to work and I worked three in a row with some of my closest friends. They made it easy on me cuz they are all the strongest of nurses. It’s easy to be in charge…

byanniemd007
Feb 24,23
50th Birthday, childhood trauma, Empty Nest, Girl Power, Love, Middle Age Woman, Middle Aged Women, Mommy Makeover, Motherhood, Plastic Surgeons, Self-love, Social Media, Tattoo Therapy, Tattoo Tour

50th Birthday Tattoo Tour

I have been staring at an empty spot on my wrist, trying to decide what to put in that small space, for like two years. It’s surrounded by the leaves of one of my peonies, a Delft Blue tempest in a teacup for my mama, and my Covid syringe. I…

byanniemd007
Jan 13,23
childhood trauma, Dreams, Grief, Loss, Love, Poetry, Psychic

Cut. Cut. Cut. 🖤

I write poems when I sleep. I woke up to words flowing in my dream, but I didn’t write them down in time. They flew away on gossamer wings and then they fell from the sky in cement shoes. Is it worth getting out of bed for this? My grandpa…

byanniemd007
Nov 14,22
Coming of Age, Grief, Love, Middle Aged Women, Motherhood, neglect, PTSD

Doorbell Ditch 🖤

So I haven’t felt like writing lately. I’ve been stuck in my head with thoughts that hide, even from myself. Unidentified tears sting but don’t fall, because if I admit why they are there or where they belong, it’s too much. Overwhelming. Sometimes, it’s all too much. And as you…

byanniemd007
Oct 09,22
First apartment, Grief, Loss, Love, Middle Age Woman, Middle Aged Women, neglect

I Need Love 🖤

I texted Sara S. to warn her I was writing about us and she reminded me about some of our highlights. I can’t believe I forgot about this one. Idiots. Lucky to be alive and walking. During the summer after 9th grade, me and Nadia went with Sara S. up…

byanniemd007
Oct 04,22
abandonment, childhood trauma, Middle Aged Women, Motherhood, neglect, Road Trip

Burning Bridge 🖤

I’m stuck. I have been avoiding writing. This part has deep feelings, as they all do, but it’s not just nostalgia. It’s a story of bravery, growth, trust, and survival. For all of us. And deep blue pain, a shade different from the rest. We are at the point of…

byanniemd007
Sep 11,22
Babies, childhood trauma, College Visits, Empty Nest, Loss, Love, Married Life, Middle Aged Women, Motherhood, Plus Size Plastic Surgery

Puerto Backyarda

I guess I’m predictable. Sometimes, anyway. I’m all in my feelings about taking my baby girl to college at Cal Poly SLO in two days. Two more sleeps with us. One more sleep in her own bed in her own room. Then one night in a hotel in Pismo Beach,…

byanniemd007
Sep 06,22
Middle Aged Women, Motherhood, neglect, Rafting

Riding the Rapids 🖤

My friend, Jen, gave me an icy cold Squirt in a can, yesterday. I haven’t had a Squirt in years. Like I can’t remember when. It was so good, especially in this 111 degree heat. Squirt reminds me of my childhood, which I seem to have been avoiding. My dad…

byanniemd007
Aug 06,22
abandonment, childhood trauma, College Visits, Empty Nest, Grief, Loss, Love, Middle Aged Women, Mommy Makeover, Motherhood, neglect, Plus Size Plastic Surgery, Road Trip

Don’t Get It Twisted

I just said goodbye to my daughter as she left on a road trip from CA to TN to take her lifelong childhood BSF (that’s teen for Best Sister Friend) to college. Cass doesn’t start college until mid-September. So we get a month with her before she leaves us. Before…