I’m Not A Writer But I Have A Story To Tell
I’m not a writer. This is something I have been wanting to say for a while. I almost feel like the definition of blogger should be “Blogger: Someone who is sometimes very shit at writing, but still wants to write”.
When I started Horrible HerStories I knew that a small percentage of readers would have an axe to grind. That’s okay, the world isn’t all flowers and fairies. My personal experiences are not based on years of research and education and they shouldn’t be considered as medical or therapeutic advice.
I have done some great things in my life, which is not even half lived. I have also monumentally fucked up really bad. On several occasions. So bad I don’t think I could even bring myself to write about it, some things will always remain private.
I started writing about my parenting experiences and memories from my past because I like to write. I’m not an accomplished writer. I believe people should be allowed to publicly tell their story without being mocked about brevity and grammar – but the internet is a shitstorm so that is never going to be a dream come true.
I almost feel like I need to reintroduce myself. A lot of people come to my page through the social issues I have written about on numerous websites. Most recently, Huffington Post and Constance Hall’s Like A Queen blog.
I’m Kate. I’m not a “Writer”
I’m in my early 30’s, I have three amazing children. My firstborn, Ryan, was diagnosed with cancer as a baby, this completely changed my life. Suddenly I was facing the situation that my child could die when he had not even been given the chance to live.
This is when I started writing things down and years later found the guts to publish some of it publicly.
Before children, I spent years on and off trying to escape life, living almost seems like a privilege now. I can’t believe I had the audacity to treat life as if it is so shit – I have my reasons but faced with losing my son – his illness put a few things into perspective.
While I know people who have had things so much worse. I wish we could respect a person & their individual struggle a little more. We know addiction and depression don’t discriminate. Although some get a head start in life it should never be a point when discussing a person’s trauma, feelings, mental health issues.
There are some parts of my life I don’t think I’ll ever write about. I might mention them in a discussion with people in a public forum, but I don’t feel like there is any value in telling the whole story. Taking that into consideration when I read other people’s raw stories, I try not to assume that they have no other experiences beyond that.
Just like people sing, play golf & crochet. I’m not trying to save the world, I write because I want to and because it makes me happy.
I’m also your typical blogger, I am obsessed with content. You will see recipes, activities, other guest bloggers and some of the typical blog stuff flying around. Enjoy x