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what i remember about typing it is that my hands knew before my brain did. that is the strange thing. i had been managing the question all day, keeping it at a certain distance, handling it with the careful tools you develop for things you are not quite ready to look at directly. and then 1:48am and something in my hands just typed it. before the part of me that edits and softens and finds the more acceptable version could intervene. why does motherhood feel so isolating. not a version of that question. that question. and i sat there after i typed it and looked at it on the screen and felt something i can only describe as the relief of a thing that has been held at arm’s length finally being set down close enough to see. because the managing of a question takes more out of you than the asking of it. you do not realize how much of your energy has been going into keeping the question at the right distance until you stop keeping it there and feel what it is like to not be doing that anymore. and the search results loaded and i looked at them and understood that what i had actually needed was not an answer. the question was not a search. it was a confession. it was the first honest thing i had said to anything in weeks and it needed a witness not a search result. and then the lights. and every light on that map was the witness the search bar could not be. not answering. not explaining. just there. awake. at 1:48am. proof that the confession had been received by people who were already living the same question.  #postpartum #newmom #postpartumsupport #momtok #momlife
what i remember about typing it is that my hands knew before my brain did. that is the strange thing. i had been managing the question all day, keeping it at a certain distance, handling it with the careful tools you develop for things you are not quite ready to look at directly. and then 1:48am and something in my hands just typed it. before the part of me that edits and softens and finds the more acceptable version could intervene. why does motherhood feel so isolating. not a version of that question. that question. and i sat there after i typed it and looked at it on the screen and felt something i can only describe as the relief of a thing that has been held at arm’s length finally being set down close enough to see. because the managing of a question takes more out of you than the asking of it. you do not realize how much of your energy has been going into keeping the question at the right distance until you stop keeping it there and feel what it is like to not be doing that anymore. and the search results loaded and i looked at them and understood that what i had actually needed was not an answer. the question was not a search. it was a confession. it was the first honest thing i had said to anything in weeks and it needed a witness not a search result. and then the lights. and every light on that map was the witness the search bar could not be. not answering. not explaining. just there. awake. at 1:48am. proof that the confession had been received by people who were already living the same question. #postpartum #newmom #postpartumsupport #momtok #momlife

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