He Called Her a Scarecrow — But She Turned the Insult Into Art and Freedom
When I gave birth to triplets, I believed my life had finally fallen into place — three tiny miracles after years of hope, loss, and longing. But the joy I imagined soon faded into exhaustion. Between sleepless nights and endless feedings, I felt myself disappearing. My husband, once kind and attentive, grew distant. His words… CONTINUE READING »